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StoryCaught in the Lens pushpa012 years 3 months ago
StoryBushy Forest pushpa012 years 3 months ago
StoryAn Old Railway Line pushpa012 years 3 months ago
StoryA Decrepit Map pushpa012 years 3 months ago
StoryA Cup of Tea pushpa012 years 3 months ago
CollectionPushpa Tuladhar's Poetry pages pushpa012 years 3 months ago
StoryNirvana pushpa012 years 4 months ago
StoryTurning Point pushpa012 years 4 months ago
StoryShattered Beauty pushpa012 years 4 months ago
StoryLet my Bygones be Bygones pushpa012 years 4 months ago
StoryDream pushpa012 years 4 months ago

My stories

Nirvana

I took my shoes off and entered into the room of darkness of which the shiny black satin slipped from her shoulder exposing the tender flesh hungered with living passion

Caught in the Lens

The ebony night crawls With its webbed feet On my distressed mind, To peel off my fusty clothes, From my fatigued body, Stinking me like the putrescence Of my time, and of my life, Feels me then

An Old Railway Line

In the death chamber confines The soul of my mind Handcuffed by tragedy Sentenced to death penalty Just close to a blink of my eyes With an illusionary greetings Of long lives Standing before me

A Decrepit Map

Callused skin on my body Ruptured by the cruel nature Like a deserted and dry riverbed In a summer Is the native soil, my Rolpa and Rukum My mutilated soil Maimed by landmines This callus on my soil

Dream

When I grasp hold of the deep sleep And sink soundly in the ocean of peace With no sense on my body and Sensibility in my mind, My whole body is then...

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