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Ishudhi Dahal May 2020
Dear Parents,
You told me
I started walking with palm as lice
and now can run miles
Look parents I grew up
Hey Sister,
I still remember we always urged
But now
I have respect to you and love
Look sister I grew up
Dad ,
You always told ;
and now -
l finally know that all well-wishers are not friends
all disbelievers are not enemies
Look dad I grew up
Grandma ,
Your oil-massage ;
On my whole body still making me fit
Your grandson can easily lift his Granny
In your balcony to room journey
Look Grandma I grew up
Dear mom ,
How can I explain how praiseworthy are you
Saving me from dad sticks
and giving me some brooms
Providing me freedom and showing bloom
Five to ten rupees pocket money regularly
To having self bank-account
Look mom  I grew up !
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Ishudhi Dahal May 2020
Meanwhile sometimes
I want to be the toy I was
Can’t remember the moment
The moment when I took bath in bowl
Can’t feel the warmth of hug
Which was got sitting in mother’s lap
That acting like five minutes nap
Just because she was near me to cuddle
But when left me in curdle
can’t remember but
I am sure I was again cuddled
Who cares about teddy and puppy
Who cares about ?
When the boy -
my Parents owned
was itself a toy
Now , I am eighteen-
If spoke anything wrong
It would be bulletin ;
So,
Can’t remember but
I want to be the toy I was !
Childhood memories are always the best yet we can’t remember all of them!
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Ishudhi Dahal May 2020
Who knows the pain?
Who knows the struggle of him -
Who studied using shovel and pen
Giving his part time in shoveling
Everybody using gadgets and he’s working
( Working in cold ) x 2
hands freezes, cannot move the fingers freely
Punctured toe tips and extreme pain in  ribs
Besides his poverty, he owned his degree
Yesterday,
Gah ! ‘You ****’ said by Mr. X
Today ,
After his continuous hustle ,
Sir , ‘ May I come in ?’
Said by same Mr. X
Using shovel was compulsion
But pen was his passion
and in the compulsion-passion race
Passionately he aced !
This poem is dedicated to those scholars who hugged the success without having worth but they worth it !
Ishudhi Dahal May 2020
Today’s really special day
don’t need reason to laugh
Can laugh seeing cow eating hay
Why to be sad of ending April
To make people fool as jester
Huh ? Isn’t there May in your calendar
Laugh sharing happiness
Laugh until people ponder you as -
Having mental illness
Be lighter as Hydrogen
So can make the radons
as airy as you ;
laugh watching fairytales or horrors
Make other laugh and be ready to bother
by sharing memes and being sharer;
making memes and being memer -
enjoying every seconds and later
Make other laugh for life and let your laughter -
Be the reason of something greater to other !
Sometimes laughing without reason makes a person sitting behind you happy as larry !
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Ishudhi Dahal May 2020
Staying inside
I can feel the rain
Every droplets hitting my room roof
Sounds like a rhythmic song
London bridge is falling down
And sometimes dusk till dawn
The phase of changing weather
Birds chirping and removing drops-
From their feathers
And the leather
Which was taking sunbath ; is now -
full of rain water
Street dogs showing their march
Hot soup smell can be felt behind the bars
Wind and lightning supporting rain the full
Aside our jack-fruit tree there’s whirlpool
And suddenly the rain stopped
The wind lightning also eloped
And as usual the day starts
So I started engaging in my work!
Staysafe and stay home !  Backoffcorona !
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Ishudhi Dahal May 2020
Hmm ! All are waiting for
For their life to fall
Waiting for saying that
death is not near
With lots of fear  
and trying to get success ;
Knowing  that death will face
May be early or late ;
a person with good fate
cannot make death on his control
But in society he has some role
Accomplished it ,
and ready to face end  with gutsy
Because he’s as happy as Larry
He’ll not stuck in purgatory
He aimed  for -
Not to live forever in earth
But to live forever in other heart
So the song of happiness was sang
After his death bell rang !
Rest in peace Irffan Khan and Rishi Kapoor ! They were legends and  legends are not stucked in purgatory but directly placed to heaven !
Your death bell rang fast but the work you have done to make change in society through the medium of Bollywood is worth watching !
Ishudhi Dahal Apr 2020
How to explain this feeling huh?
Only remembering the moments

Always waiting to enjoy
Counting days weeks and months
Waiting again for re-union
Okay , can wait for days

If could talk and share feelings -
And love Through internet
If could have conversations clarity

But ,
For us , this virtual reality
Isn’t letting us in vanity
Indeed making stronger
In this loneliness !
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