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Ishudhi Dahal May 2020
Have you ever thought ?
How ?
How am I surviving
Despite you holdin’ me on neck
Oh man !
Now take some break
Push the brakes
Yes , My ink bout to complete
Huh?
You refilling me again ?
Hey dear
I am mighty Natraj
Hauser uncle ready for hustle burn
Linc and cello aunt ready for turn
Who can understand my pain?
Why am I your favorite pen ?
Can’t see **** stucked in my tail?
Hey , I am bout to ****
Requesting you
Not lemme ring the bell
Targeting your nose, ready to make you fail
By my smell
Huh ?
You refilling me again ?  :-(
Ishudhi Dahal May 2020
There’s a new reality show out
My excitation touches a certain height
And suddenly
I am off , says the light
You are welcome , gazes the darkness
Unluckiness approaches peak
mind says let’s have fun
Friends and love are on (online)
No internet coz light’s gone
Checks balance on my phone
Cheapest data is of ten
But i don’t know why my balance nine dot nine
Now no work what to do
Steps in imagination
Sitting straight as if doin’ meditation
Backbone bowed and pen as arrow
Deep ignored pain
On bone marrow
Lucky in love but god is treating
As if I am a vain
Same like rainbow after rain
My happiness is after pain !
Ishudhi Dahal May 2020
I don’t know who is it’s creator
Whoever/whatever maybe god gifted nature
Or fabricated by creature
Earpods in ear
Noise cancellation on
Ready for adventure and calorie burn
Emma lying , flesh growing
Its an mind’s eye ( haha )
Every beats and flow in it
Taking me Niagara falls and sometimes Bahamas
Enjoying peacock plumage and mean time in the herd of lamas

If one song was a Cassette
Till date billions framed
I am sure with it’s reel
Can easily surround the earth
Coz  since its birth
Medicine for people
For whoever it be
If lives in cowshed or mansion
It’s free
Giving hope to survive
Messaging the importance of life and relation
Reviving us from anxiety boredom insomnia depression
Really works and one can feel
Thus proved music heals !
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Ishudhi Dahal May 2020
The existed humanity till now
is about to extinct
when a theist
became atheist
when he heists
The shooting star works
For rich kid
Who is wishing for mercedes benz
Not for the poor kid
Whose family lack bed
And spending night in bench
Someone posting in instagram -
‘ Having good vibes ‘
Someone begging
‘ we want to survive’
Propaganda made road to hall
Pamphlet sticked on the wall
But humanity vanity seen
oh this is
Sin sin sin sin sin !
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Ishudhi Dahal May 2020
A girl is born
They are happy
Hoping next one will be son
Next one
Also a girl
Parent’s are happy
But not society
Oh almighty !
Why?
God replies ,
‘’ Being boy like you is easy
Life’s good
maybe sometimes cheesy
Free-domed
Can pitch in makin’ decision ‘’
Rogered words
One acknowledged
Other knowledge-less
One tried to aware
Other are a way away
If boy’s wrong
he mistakenly did that
He is fair
In the girl’s facts  
She is falsifier
We boys too face some obstacles in deed
But definitely not suffer from half hour regular bleed
She
Should stay 4 days far a month like broiler hen
Far from parents care
and
suffered in 1 AM at night
suffocated for a glass of water
ordered to not to touch tap or filter
gazed on Banyan’s strips
ragged , whistled and horn beeps
Despite these ,
Bidya Devi Bhandari is President
Srinkhala khatiwada engineer
There are many such Bhandari Khatiwada’s
Showing us by their ability
We are no more living in
Male dominant society !
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Ishudhi Dahal May 2020
(I tried once)x2
Acting against
This Opposing force
The more I jump
The more pain on ***
Put helium gas on loons
Sent far from the eye reach
But it outburst
Saying me your plan’s worst
Now
   How ?
Can I manage to go against it in the end ?
By what means ?
Can I  be faster that 11.2 km/s ?
Or even equal to it ?
Or not even one tenth ?
So like this
There’s in my mind
Thousands of questions like blowing wind
And at last
Gravity wins !
#justmumbling
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Ishudhi Dahal May 2020
Nah!
Emma not Salman Khan
Making my quarantine
Valentines in  house
Coz
No farmhouse to have
Jacqueline in
Okay !
Don’t wanna make it
That’s not my fate
To be in date
Always
But I am like a garbage bins
Without my kiths and kins
Where are the moments ?
Watching movies and getting hyped
Happy in coca-cola or wine
But now it’s 55th days
Hadn’t seen their faces
So now I am messaging god
to pull off from this grave
By your grace
This glitch is enough
we learned how to live
Forgive us
We are in your need !
Hope you like it !
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