u/selfcompiled

Dai ko umer tettis katyo, ajhai chainan dulahi,
Thulo mummy herchin chintit, tyo nalukcha lukai.
Malai herdai bhannu huncha, "Keti khoja jaba samma cha jawani,
Nabhaye pachi samaya jancha, ra jancha sabai bikalpa pani."
Bholi gayera garo huncha, aajai dhila garda dherai,
Aahile khoja saathi, nabhaye hunu parla dai jastai.

Yo kura sunera thaha chaina k sochne,
Chahincha ra saathi, ki bhabisya ma eklai basne.
Bihe nai garnu parcha ra bhani soche dherai,
Bandhan ma badhine ki, ramne yesari nai eklai.

>Note: I recalled this conversation after reading a post by a guy in his 30s a while ago in another subreddit, and decided to write this.

Another notification, a random hi or hello,
My fingers type the only response I seem to know.
Before the small talk even starts, the words already sit,
"Hey there, What can I help you with?"

Nobody texts to ask about my day or my plans,
They only knock when they need to reach for my hands.
It makes me feel like just a tool on a screen,
A helpful ghost who's always used, but rarely ever seen.

I wish that just for once, a greeting felt true,
Like someone asking how I am, instead of what I do.
I’ll just wait, and keep on helping anyway,
Typing my usual line, until that better day.

Afnai ghara parai jasto, khae ke ho ta yo?
Didi haru thye mero, tara koi nabhaye jasto bhayo.
Sorha barsako umer mero, bojh bhae jastai cha,
Bhautarinchu sahayog khojda, sabai tadha bhae jastai cha.

Didi haru bhanchhan ma nai khrab chhu re,
Ghar kai lagi thulo bhar bhako chhu re.
Maile ta matrai sahayata khojeko thye,
Aafno pida ali bhandeko matrai thye.
Mero sexuality, mero sangharsha, kasle bujhne yaha?
Afnai didi harule ta thaharaye dushman yaha.

Aama-buwa ko mukh herera bacheko chhu,
Bhvitra bhitrai purai bhatkiyeko chhu.
Khai k ho ta yo jindagi ko khel?
Sansaar thulo chha, tara mero lagi aauta jel.

>Note: Yo kavita NepalSocial sub haleko yo post bata prerit bhayera lekheko ho.

खानै नपाइ व्याकुल छ,
मेरो तन, र मन पनि।
नकमाउनै सकेँ खुसी मैले,
नकमाएँ मैले धन पनि।

सोचकै खेलमा सीमित रहे,
मेरा अनेक साल पनि।
केही भिन्न पाइला चलेको भए,
हुन्थ्यो भिन्न मेरो कहानी पनि।

Ek jhalak kya dekha tha, falak muskurane laga tha,
Zameen ka har kona, noor se nahaane laga tha.
Sirf roop nahi, teri fitrat thi aisi,
Jise dekh kar khuda bhi sukoon paane laga tha.

Uss jhalak se falak tak ka safar dekha tha,
Sirf chehra nahi, maine uski saadgi ka asar dekha tha.
Log dhoondte the khubsurati libaas aur rangon mein,
Maine uski muskaan mein sukoon-e-dil ka ghar dekha tha.

Baatein uski suljhi hui, har lafzh me ek dhang tha,
Modern khayalat the, par saadgi ka bhi rang tha.
Jeans aur laal chuda toh bas ek bahaana tha,
Asli khoobsurati toh uski rooh ka thikaana tha.

Magar ab woh safar chhoot gaya, woh raaste juda hain,
Hum dono apni-apni duniya mein khuda jaane kahan hain.
Woh jhalak jo falak bani thi, ab bas ek yaad purani hai,
Ek haseen daastan thi jo ab adhoori kahani hai.

Lavender Kurta ma kasto suhaayeko,
Blue Jeans jhanai, modern ani classy dekhayeko.
Haatma thuprai Rato Chura jhalkaayeko,
Timro yo roop le malai fida banayeko.

Home alone, doorbell rings like a funeral bell,
Aba muskuraudai bhannai paryo "Namaste," oh bloody hell.
Topless in my boxers, eating noodles from the pot, 
Aba shirt launai paryou, whether I like it or not.

"Kasto thulo bhayechha!", but them I barely know,
Inside I'm crying, "Hajur ko naam k ho?"
They talk about politics, the dollar, and the price of oil,
While my brain is in the kitchen, watching the chiya boil.

"Khasai kura gardaina yo ta," they judge my quiet soul,
Tara my socially anxious dimag, taking its toll.
They offer me a biscuit, I say "Nai, nai" twice for the art,
Though bhok le maarna lagisake, I swear on my heart.

"Mero ko chora ta America gayo, kasto ramro cha job,"
Ma chai yeta internship ko chakkar ma, tho I'm a knob.
Finally they stand up to leave, "Aba janu parcha hai ta,"
Thank god, aba YouTube ra noodles khana hai ta.

You and I, like chicken fried,
Hella dry, yet keeps heart inspired.
A ghost of code, a spark in the dark,
A casual "hey", should I leave this mark?

I’m refreshing a feed just to feel the glow,
Of a person I know, but will never know.
Two strangers drifting in these subreddits sea,
Is there a "you" that looks for a "me"?

All you just have to say "yes" miss,
Oh f*ck you don't even know this.

I was sticking my tounge out, ti maan chuney kura garna lai.
I slow down my pace, timro saath ma thapa samay bitauna lai.
I look at your eyes and smile, tyo ananata sansaar herna lai.

I reach for your hand, yo sansaar ko bheed ma timilai nuharauna lai.
I tilt my head to the side, timro mutuko dhukdhuki sunna lai.
I whisper your name softly, yo hawa ma timro mahak misahuna lai.

I tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, timro purai anuhar spashta herna lai.
I trace the outline of your face, yo sundarta sadhai ko lagi samjhanchha lai.

I lean my forehead against yours, timro mann ko maun sabda sunna lai.
I squeeze your hand gently, ma sadhai timrai hu bhanna lai.