Over a thousand people’s participation
this is my life’s inevitable invitation.
I cannot refuse attending this invitation.
If I don’t join, a rumor expands like a smell
of rat, this stench I may not be able to keep away.
I’m facing this most hardest situation
of my life. I know the forsaking of pleasure
and accepting this infliction is not easy to tolerate.
It’s the misfortune in my life.
I cannot refuse to attend in this invitation.
On this occasion, I must make a good show.
The event gets started.
I sit in a luxurious chair.
Heavy perfume’s scent circulates through my nose
to the liver. Glamorous scenery bothers my eyes.
The inflorescences’ picturesqueness adjoin to comfort
my bored psyche, but the candelabrums’ modest lights
cannot create a romantic moment for me.
The occasion, it’s a holding
of a wedding ceremony. She is in a cherubic simile
with the white gown and veil. Her valuable pearl and crystal
necklace gleams in lights. Her amusing activities
do not attract my quietude. When she accepts
the Scott Kay Ring from her groom — embraces
and kisses and begins to dance on the dancing floor.
Her activities distract me as if I’ve fallen from a waterfall.
It’s a punishment to see her.
But I must make a good show.
Maybe I’m wrong.
It’s a deception to my true love.
Her blue eyes are insidious.
Her grimy soul is conspiratorial.
I glance all around.
Elegant ballroom, multi colors’ shiny
cosmic curtains look like a masterpiece that cover
the wall. In the cheerful surrounding, the invitees
are enjoying with the feast Beach Causal, Bohemian.
The groups of kids are gleefully
swallowing the dessert Demi Sweet.
No matter, what they are doing.
I speculate about her.
How easily does she masquerade?
With the live Jazz music,
I make my allies the shots
of champagne, scotch and cigarettes.
I do not know
How much do I drink?
Maybe I’ll lose my control.
My heart is heavier
than a hundred tons of sand.
My head spins
like a wheel in 95 mph speed.
It’s arduous to lie to the masses.
It’s okay.
I can make a good show.
I want to forget her blue insidious eyes.
I’m not gonna remind me of her grimy conspiratorial soul.
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In nepali literature taht "AKASH RAI"was wrote literature in english lanuage which was impressed me.He was not only a literature but also I know him that he was good in music composer ,guitarist and lyrieist as well as multytalented person.In his every lyrieist I found he wrote ib truth was which touches our ffling that i realize .By this way his every lyriest also got new identification in english literature.lastly I would like to pray him and his lyrieist would got succed every where that he determinded and being shining stsr in the sky.
In nepali literature taht "AKASH RAI"was wrote literature in english lanuage which was impressed me.He was not only a literature but also I know him that he was good in music composer ,guitarist and lyrieist as well as multytalented person.In his every lyrieist I found he wrote ib truth was which touches our ffling that i realize .By this way his every lyriest also got new identification in english literature.lastly I would like to pray him and his lyrieist would got succed every where that he determinded and being shining stsr in the sky.
In nepali literature that "AKASH RAI"was wrote literature in english language which was impressed me.He was not only a literature but also I know him that he was good in music composer ,guitarist and lyrieist as well as multytalented person.In his every lyrieist I found he wrote in truth was which touches our feeling that i realize .By this way his every lyrieist also got new identification in english literature.lastly I would like to pray him and his lyrieist would got succesed every where that he determined and being shining star in the sky.
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