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2d
the well stays sealed.
Pain turns to fire,
fire hardens to rage.
I wear anger as skin,
because sorrow is forbidden.
This piece captures the weight of suppressed emotions—how sorrow, when denied, often transforms into anger. The line “Mens don’t cry” speaks to a cultural expectation placed on men, where vulnerability is seen as weakness. The poem reflects how this silence builds armor, but also fuels inner fire.
sandip bohara chhetri
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sandip bohara chhetri  27/M/KATHMANDU
(27/M/KATHMANDU)   
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