DOM NATH KAFLEY's Page

Real Full Name

DOM NATH KAFLEY

Literary Pen Name

DOM KAFLEY

Nationality

BHUTANESE

Languages

NEPALI, ENGLISH

Country of Origin

BHUTAN

Country of Residence

AUSTRALIA

City of Residence

ADELAIDE

Biography

I was born in Bhutan but spent about eighteen years in the exile as a refugee in the neighbouring country Nepal.Deprivation in exiled life has taught me to seek what life is, the love,the truth and the reasons of a living man.

Poem #1

In search of my reason land

Like the quasi-stationary spatial puff
Of cloud, the sky’s scarf gift of earthy stuff
Tirelessly moving in search of its daughter specks,
Hither-thither in crowds of men I wandered
In search of my reason land, the toil of my ancestor
In frail hope of the genome back of pterodactyl...


DOM KAFLEY
[8/11/2009]

Poem #2

I AM PEEPING YOU VIA BREATHING IN YOUR BREATH

When in the gleaming moon I gaze so high
When in my plaintive, in my placid couch I lie
When drenched in the incessant and torrential rain
Scuffling my fantasy! I fancy thy phantom fan.
When am in the contempt of the discerning night
And beneath the sultry suns of summer’s day so bright
When I am so drunk in the sonnet and in prose
When in my errands and in bizarre bare jolts
When I am quivery of being rattled in my neck
When I am tangled by the brushwoods in my track
When oft in my closet and when oft in my barn
When under the shadows of the remorseless town
When lost in the gentle eve and amicable dawn
When I’ve lost the rarities of the glory of my own
When the earth transfixes the vigour of my lost spring,
Then will I feel the whisper of the confidence of truth.
Then the solace contending my thirst, into life will it bring.
You, then, shalt see me peeping via breathing in your breath.


DOM KAFLEY
[21/08/2009]

Poem #3

UNLESS YOU COME...
Thy love, I engraved on the wall of a citadel,

Vicious the time he is, he toppled it in a fray.
Engraved I, on the heart of the blue firmament,
Cloud so vindictive thwarted my way.
Inscribed I, love thy in a paper so white.
Nature did tarnish, pursuing the abysmal day.
Written on the sandy shore, sung in the shrillest tone,
Cosmos lovely, my canopy blue night in the day begun.
Breeze so sweet in northern shore, trusted I to tell my tale.
In no mercy the whirl wind swiped it; my heaven I saw in hell.
Blissful serene ocean whispered, “Quote it on my chest so wide”
No love for my love’s sake hath he, the mightiest night tide.
In my softest heart so I wrote it in
Still is soothing, don’t say nay.
So, love to me, is all blowing and fading too
Eroding, swiping and toppling. Does it for you?
Is love so pervading, a dreamy essence?
Or is it an elixir, opium or an ecstatic tense?
My genuine love to you my cutest darl, -a fair dinkum
Life, my, be in vanity, unless you come, unless you come.....




DOM KAFLEY
[01/08/2009]

Poem #4

OH! YOU CHARISMATIC BUTTERFLY

Oh! you charismatic butterfly
In my garden of heads and head
Tip-top! Flutter’ng hiding thy head
Among the vases of roses so red.

Mesmerizing, sparkling and flamboyant
Drunk in the nectar in sequel of glow
Fascinating and charming flair in you
Sunk am in depth of charms you bestow.

Hustle, bustle never ever you go
Come, come go not. Rejoice in air billow.
What art of mission, where to and from?
And to my garden why hath you come?

Cognisant I am that thou shalt me leave
Inside that loneliness darker and steep.
Nicest and cutest who shalt next come?
To rejoice this beholder when you’re gone???


DOM KAFLEY
[2009]

Poem #5

The Symphony Of That Wonderful Night

I was then peering out of my window
Painted with dew drops in the late evening
The silver-perch’d moon had started to glow.
No sooner, I gave up the moon gazing
When at once I saw two phantoms in air
Stand still like pollards of the field
Among the beautiful paddy-corns. There
In the most tranquil night, above the dale-
Of silence and serene, I gazed and gazed-
In no second fall of peek. Little I thought
Of jocund scene that had my taken craze.
What’s that symphony of wonderful night?
Later in bed, I thought of the puzzle..
Oh! Weren’t pollards, but a honeymoon couple!!

[Fr-11-09-2009]
Dom kafley.