Don Subba

Don Subba Poems

Does she not see the tears in my eyes?
The pain in my face,
The hurt in my cries.
Does she not notice my head held down?
...

Eyes like yours, baby
it is like heaven on earth
no more misery
I am lost for words
...

He met her just the other day
When the sky was all but gray
He'd been learning how to hide
Every crack he kept inside
...

Broken hearts and broken dreams always seem to go together—
you set your standards way too high, then find you cannot weather.
At the time you felt that you could climb the highest peak,
take on any task; you thought it all would come so easy,
...

Maybe tomorrow
The sun might never shine, and this might spell the end, to all mankind.
Maybe tomorrow
A baby might be born, who will lead the world, though any future coming storm.
...

My heart is burning with love
All can see this flame
My heart is pulsing with passion
Like waves on an ocean
...

Because of you, my sweetheart
My eyes saw life again
Because of you, my angel
The love found me again
...

It breaks your heart to love someone,
And know it cannot be.
Even though her heart you've won,
And in your soul, you hold the key.
...

He is a liar, He is a liar,
He is a big liar, He is a big big liar...
pretending to be happy,
like everything is as he desired,
...

Hollow promises on your tongue
Sweet words rot before they're sung
Double speak in a polished suit
Smile so sharp, but the roots are loose
...

I know that I will never be free,
As I gaze into destiny's eyes.
Black pits of melancholy
Reflect the truth behind my lies.
...

I was going to tell you something,
But nevermind
I was going to spend some time with you,
But nevermind
...

He is not Jesus,
He is not Lord Shiva.
He is the Ultimate Cause,
Beyond the beyond.
...

From the lowest valleys
To the highest mountain peaks
May this blessing
Every day
...

No one to run to
No one to scold
No one to hang with
No one to hold
...

It speaks no words
Yet shakes my soul
Quiet on my heart
But heavy as stone
...

I can't promise you roses
Blooming bright in crimson red.
But when you need somebody,
I'll be right here instead.
...

I just want to tell you
Something you should know,
I'm going to share my feelings
In the only way I know.
...

I can't think
I can't see
I can't feel
I can't breathe
...

My sweet lover
Of the deepest night
You pull me closer
When the moon feels slight
...

Don Subba Biography

Don Subba is a Nepali poet and writer whose work gives voice to the quiet emotions that shape the human experience. Drawing inspiration from love, loss, nature, memory, and resilience, he crafts poems that are intimate, reflective, and timeless. With a style that balances simplicity and depth, his writing invites readers to pause, feel, and find meaning in both life's joys and its sorrows. Through his poetry, Don Subba hopes to create lasting connections that transcend borders and speak to the heart.)

The Best Poem Of Don Subba

It Beats Her Name

Does she not see the tears in my eyes?
The pain in my face,
The hurt in my cries.
Does she not notice my head held down?
The shame of it all,
All this sadness I drown.

Does she not feel
The weight I wear?
The quiet ache
Still living there.
My hands reach out,
But she walks by.
And every little wound
Keeps asking why.

Just listen... slowly.
Slowly, it beats her name.
Slowly, it beats her name
In my chest like rain.
Just listen... slowly.
Slowly, it beats her name.
And I fall apart,
Every time she stays the same.

Does she not feel the warmth of my smile?
The deep touch of my love,
The poison in its vial.
Can she even hear
The beat inside my heart?
Just listen... slowly.
Slowly, it beats her name.

I tried to hide it,
I tried to pray.
But every part of me
Gives me away.
If love is blind,
Then why can't she see
All of my breaking,
And the love inside me?

Just listen... slowly.
Slowly, it beats her name.
Slowly, it beats her name
In my chest like rain.
Just listen... slowly.
Slowly, it beats her name.
And I fall apart,
Every time she stays the same.

If I go quiet,
Will she hear it then?
This tired old heart
Will call again.
No grand confession,
No perfect line.
Just the same sad pulse,
Still out of time.

Just listen... slowly.
Slowly, it beats her name.
Slowly, it beats her name
In my chest like rain.
Just listen... slowly.
Slowly, it beats her name.
And I fall apart,
But I still love her the same.

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Don Subba Quotes

If love is blind, Then why can't she see. All of my breaking, And the love inside me?

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