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sabin thapa Sep 3
combatants will be dispatched
to the battle game
someone will earn death
whereas someone will earn fame .

the ones who die
their photos will be on  the frame
and medals will be given to those
who survive the battle game.

the martyr's name will be written
on the list of golden history
but their dead bodies still
remain as a masked mystery .

the combatant's dead bodies are still not found
no one even knows where they are gone
but their soul may be unhappy
as their funeral is even not properly done .

the survivors are happy that
their life is happily running
and the battle is gone
but who knows ,
the real battle game is just coming



written by me myself ; Sabin Thapa / daedest  from Nepal
its my own poem written by myself
sabin thapa Sep 4
Do you know , these birds
Locked in the cages .
They have been here
since many ages.

From the forests , in the night
By the humans they were taken .
But they were in these cages
The morning they had awakened.

I always think that,
They want to get free .
And fly back speedily
To their home tree.

But those birds have already,
Forgotten their home and .
If I let them go
Being lost , they may be gone.

If I let them go
Being lost , they may be gone.
  

Written by  me myself Sabin Thapa / daedest
written by me myself  Sabin Thapa
sabin thapa Sep 4
my mind is empty but full of foolish thoughts
you're gonna leave me and just thinking about it hurts
I said I won’t but I will definitely miss you a lot
Cause you are none other than my dear love

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SABIN THAPA/daedest
just writing what comes in my mind
sabin thapa Sep 4
Undeniably true and pure as the snow
But you acknowledged it as a foolish show
My love was true but yours was a fake
That is why,
I was the victor and you got defeat’s taste
just writing what comes in my mind

— The End —