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Udhomunto hangs like a bat injured time
In the dark corner of a narrow street
A fallen old lamppost
Looking for its own lost reflection
Kalila Innocent dreams fall into the womb
Chewing stones on an empty stomach and drinking sweat
Selling oneself by weighing body parts on scales
Why is this Bagmati flowing backwards?
Why is the height of Everest decreasing?
Why is sadness in Buddha's eyes?
Why is fire dancing like a snake?
Who will be burned by this fire,
To the mind or the skin?
On the tomb of unconscious doom
The murder of emotion and the death of excitement
A dark night -
stands as a dictatorship
A borrowed Las-
has reached Aryaghat from the hospital
An innocent morning -
is quietly extinguished on the tip of a cold bugger
When the sky is touched by the loud sound of the plea
This city drunk by Jaad said
Why is the stick sleeping in a warm bed!
