Pillows of silk, sheets of white satin A world of lights and colors, Of precious spices, exotic fruits And music. A world of joy and merrymaking Behind the Rana* palace curtains In Kathmandu.
I’ve learned the mystery of love And buried my face in her lap. Penned poems in the white heat Of passionate moments, Till she cried in ecstasy: ‘How wonderful.’
*Rana: The Ranas were former rulers of Nepal who usurped the throne of the Shahs. Nepal is a republic since 2008 headed by a Maoist Führer named Prachanda.
