Nimesh Bastola
I have lots of aches in my head.
Troubles appear even at the peak of my happiness.
I want to take a simple pill to forget all these troubles.
But I know there is no such killer.
I wish I was a river, flowing from the north,
Forgetting all the past, reaching the south across.
I wish I was a river.
I want to write super fast on a typewriter,
Pouring all my tears, making my own river.
Rafting and enjoying the river made of tears,
I would enjoy swimming in my tears.
There would be a creation, an aesthetic use of my tears.
I wish I was a river.
I have seen a polluted atmosphere floating around me everywhere.
I don’t want to be spiritually rich like the Ganges or whatsoever.
It would be better if I were furious and deadly, having no heart at all,
Having no sense and no feelings at all.
I want to be a river that flows just to be huge,
To reach the ocean and lose every temper and trouble,
Losing everything and becoming everything all at once.
I wish I was a river.
