My Kathmandu

Under the dusty sky of the mountains

With never ending riots and politics

There lies the city that I am talking

The ravaged temple and all old home

Those filthy alleys and the square pond

Is here with me, still with love

The carved woods of the forests

The heavy falls up the mountains

The evergreen time within my visions

The regular festive and show of fortune Ultimate luxury and passion Oh missed that a lot! Missed that a much!!

Wind filled with, hemp sweet

Water turning to, wine-drink

Where else…the minions Kathmandu

Marching towards the unknown glory Moving with the regular story Mesmerizes me with joy

Made me evil, made me divine

Though holiness, never behind

That’s the city, that’s the pride!

My Kathmandu