Bhoj Kumar Dhamala (Nepal)
Immaculate, and gracious
Your presence in this exclusive world
Has some purpose, fulfill with the supreme fragrance.
Down in a blooming garden
Morning dew, a crystal, drops downwards
The life splashes inside, waiting for the twilight.
Craft and create unfading life,
Like the early morning with no clouds of vagueness,
As you overlook, never again you get a chance of redemption.