Sunday 7 February 2021

One Poem by Sushant Thapa

 





Solitary Life


A promise unfulfilled

A remembrance unwatched

Like a silent wooden barn

With no herds returning soon

Modernity screams in the concrete jungle

I implant a thought about thinking and remember that

Somebody had whispered that thoughts are trivial.

What would a solitary life do?

Think and make physical touch upon things

Like a flexible doctrine of some philosophy

That never leaves you alone.

A joyful river flows in symphony

Yet flowing with the smile

Shining recently on the face of time.





Sushant Thapa is a Nepalese poet who holds a Master's degree in English Literature from Jawaharlal Nehru University, India. He is the author of the book "The Poetic Burden and Other Poems" published by Authors press, New Delhi, India. His English poems are featured in Trouvaille Review, litehouse, International Times, New York Parrot, My Republica, The Kathmandu Post, Sahitto Bilingual Literary Magazine, Indian Periodical, Ponder Savant, Grey Thoughts, The Gorkha Times, The Piker Press, Offline Thinker and Sahitya Post. Sushant lives in Biratnagar, Nepal.    

 

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