The lush maize in the farm,
Like the celebrating cheer-leaders,
Are waving their green heads in jubilation,
Not bothering when they would wither.

The canaries in the horizon,
Like a rejoicing kite at its flight,
Are chirping ditties of prime life,
Not musing on the approaching winter.

Have they, rejoicing at present,
Lost anything?
But why am I, reflecting on our short lives,
Losing my present?

Bimal Kishore Shrivastwa, PhD, is an Assistant Professor of English at Post Graduate Campus Tribhuvan University, Biratnagar, Nepal. An anthology of his poems is published from Litlight Publication, Pakistan. Other poems from Mr. Shrivastwa are published from Bangladesh, USA, India, and Nepal. Besides teaching, Mr. Shrivastwa loves promoting anything creative.