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Ema Gurung Jan 2019
I really  think that am a caterpillar
but just in winter
said to my lovely friend
and he laughed  like a gangster
am not an eating machine like them
I can't shed my skin like them
I don't have many legs  like them
Dont have 13 body segments
I just roll up my blankets
around my body just like cocoon
and getting ready to be butterfly
but just in winter
said to my friend
and he laughed like a gangster
I think we all are catterpillar,we also go from different stage,we fight,we survive,we try to be a butterfly in our own ways.
Ema Gurung Jan 2019
Dear memory! You know that I  love you,
Don't you?
I really love you that's why I can't erase you,
I can't break you  just like my  broken heart,
I can't stab you just like my wounded back,
cause you are the only one who create me.

Dear memory! you know that I owe you my life,
Don't you?
I owe you my life that's why I can't end it,
I can't give you scars  just like my wrist scars,
I can't throw you just like my self-esteem ,
cause you are the only one who made me strong.

Dear memory! you know that I can't forget you,
Don't you?
I can't forget you that's why I cry every night,
I can't leave you alone just like my lonely bed,
I can't betray you just like my betrayed trust,
cause you are the only one who taught me to smile in my odious days.

Dear memory! I love you, I owe you my life,
and can't forget you.
But please don't hunt me in my lonely bed when i barely feel alive .
please don't tell me that I will be fine when I lost all my dreams and hope.
please don't  remind me of those odious days
when I almost killed myself.
Oh My Dear Memory!!!!!
My lovely Memory!!!
memory is collection of all good and bad days in our life.
Ema Gurung Dec 2018
Ema
Ema,Ema don't have any meaning ,
neither it have any identity
its just a name only
it don't have meaning;
Ema,Ema don't have any aim,
neither it have any courage
Its just a burden only
it don't have any aim;
Ema,Ema looks at herself
than found a meaningless life,
neither it have any meaning
nor any aim
its just a name only,just a burden only.
I wrote this poem in 2012 when I lost confident and aim.

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