narhari pokhrel Poems

No one hear my voice
How much i call them
Then i call everyone twice
One gaint came and gave me blame
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World of my lunatic dream
I saw everything of ice cream
I also saw a new house there
And also the music which i hear
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I find my self in the forest
I also find darkness however i go dippiest
I thought step back and run
But, my heart told isn't here someone with gun
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Lots of dreams, I had seen with you
and some of them, we could have make happen for sure
but many of them you had crushed and remained a few
it irks me to think your love was pure.
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ठान्थें साथी मेरो तँलाई, रैन रैछस तँ
सबै भन्दा छेउको भाई, हैन रैछस तँ |
चिनजान हुँदा बच्चा नै थिस, मन दुलाई हिड्ने
यती साल बित्दा ठुलो, भैन रैछस तँ ||
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She walks with firewood in her back. Through the woods, rivers, and lonely fields. To provide breakfast when her little one as he wakes up. His father stands by the wires, to reply to the gun fire. Places himself in danger every day for a country not native to his own. He knows his son will survive. She sends him (the son) off to school in new shoes and clean uniform; in a new bike, and to a new school each year.
The son owes no respect to teachers, classmates, or his parents. He is grateful for what he has, but not interested in thinking how his luxury comes. His mother works bare feet each day to bring him comfort. She cares about his safety while she sweats in her sixties. His father knows his son will live a better life.
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