My Budding Notion

Seeds from the nameless grave
Budding themselves to save
In the deep and deaden night
Due comes to feed the light


Hungry days are wishing to eat
Cold is now losing the heat
Everything is doing strife
And in the force of life


Forgotten thoughts of yesterday
Flash in my eyes today
The ocean could not understand
Agony of barren land


Spoiling thoughts on diary
Anguish in words are wiry
Some can be true some can apart
Pulses beats and trembles in heart

B y :- Hem Raj Bastola
Pokhara, Nepal
e-mail :- bastolah@yahoo.co.uk

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