I heard a blast
Few yards away in the neighbourhood
Panic call to humanity
Help ! help ! Plz. help !
[ Disturbed, it made]
I remember the profile picture
Smiling, I was
I cursed myself.
Then,
I saw your profile picture
And, find the same,
No rights to invade your freedom
I never dared.
Later with heavy heart, I tried to
Neglect, forget, adopt.
“Survival of the fittest”,
As old man said.
Being a cold stone
Here, I am awake
In a clean sheet with no bloodshed
It was 4:48 AM, Kathmandu
Good day, whoever hears.
Feb 27, 2018
Feb 27, 2018 at 2:14 AM UTC
I heard a blast
Few yards away in the neighbourhood
Panic call to humanity
Help ! help ! Plz. help !
[ Disturbed, it made]
I remember the profile picture
Smiling, I was
I cursed myself.
Then,
I saw your profile picture
And, find the same,
No rights to invade your freedom
I never dared.
Later with heavy heart, I tried to
Neglect, forget, adopt.
“Survival of the fittest”,
As old man said.
Being a cold stone
Here, I am awake
In a clean sheet with no bloodshed
It was 4:48 AM, Kathmandu
Good day, whoever hears.
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