Story of a blind man
The frailty to view the allure of earth,never witnessed light, since the very birth.A life as obscure and gloomy as night,Only facing coercion and never mirth.
Divya
Writing poems when I feel like
Rain
I am mesmerized by you, splendid rain,Your beauty, it banishes everybody's pain.Witnessing the rhythmic dance of peacocks,Its absolute excellence keeps me sane.
Divya
Mother's call
Beyond this crumbling wall,accompanied with thoughts of home. To protect my country Nepal, I battle this destructive war.
Divya
Dream of flying
Those scant feathers, longing to launch,Into the transcendent sky.Pondering how it would feel,Demolishing his crude seal.
Divya
Soldier
I am detecting my way home,Via this gloomy alley,Amidst sunset so picturesque,That my heart's overflowed with glee.
Divya
The questions of a poet
With a pen and copy, I ponderHow dost thou solve thine blunder?Is thy universe just an empty shell?Nothing, but a meaningless hell?
Divya
War is performed to protect love
Your wars aren't your wars
Divya