चामल र बालुवा मिसाए
चामल थान्छ, बालुवा खराब
बालुवा मान्छ, चामल खराब
विचार : सरोकार, यो कसले मिश्रण गर्यो?
You choose tea,
I go for coffee.
We accept our choices,
then we sit together.
we share similarities,
no other has.
Sometimes there are differences between two individuals in their preferences, choices, and beliefs, but still, they care more about the similarities they hold more than the differences.
They seek for the blank spaces.
Silvery white Mercury
Exposed, slow poison
We both have this need for attention - to be loved
Being alone absolutely terrifies us
Yet we're content being alone together
He understands rules and knows how he should behave and so do I
However, we both falter at times - we can be a bit too much for some
I have sat and wondered endlessly about these things trying to figure out how we could be nearly the same
With the answer in front of me the entire time
Our pasts have shaped us
Both of us were left behind by the people we loved the most
We trusted them and they tossed us aside
The trauma of being thrown away and withered down made us who we are
*Finley is my dog*
तिम्रो बिचार पढेको भए
म ज्ञानी हुन्थिए होला
झन् ज्ञानी हुन्थिए होला
तिम्रो ज्ञान मैले बुझिन
शैली : मुक्तक
Some people like my poetry
when I realize that
it's like a little
to my system
it's literally my thoughts
Extra line breaks
to gain the
But, it's still basically
And people seem to
i n t e r e s t i n g
this is surely
the case with
of the ones I read
How we are able
You and I are not so different,
But still we are worlds apart.
You and I are living with each other beneath the same stars.
You and I are different people, living ordinary lives.
You and I live under similar banners;
They tell me mine is a union,
You tell me yours are the stars and stripes.
But what each of us has inside, is the will to change;
The will to try.
What we have together is everything;
The only thing we always need, is more time.
Life is a fleeting illusion of a perfect dream,
Inside a story book fantasy; we each have our own Queens.
Books written for children and adults; the rich and the poor.
We are all capable of many things together, you and I.
We have many common denominators and we all want more.
New York to London and back again;
We are only separated by the sea and the sky.
We are not so different you and I;
They tell me of a union; you tell me of stars and stripes.
So let me read you a poem on this cold dark night,
That will tell us that you and I are not so different.
We are united by television.
Songs and the internet connects us
And we each have stars in our eyes.
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