I Challenge The Void

When a heart's alone and is pounding hard
The matters of the heart with surge
Deformed and incomplete
Deterring to take form
And misery unspoken will pale a nightingale's song
And ears intrusively will cock towards infinity
Challenging the void as if to prove its worth for once
That it has strength, the strength to bear the sound
That never left the tip of his tongue
And that which never reached his parted lips
But the loudness of the turmoil in his heart
His heart, only his heart, he couldn't teach
And this chaotic silence the void must carry
To the one who glistens in tears
All screaming madness and utter despair
Shall wear off and dissipate
When his heartbeats have reached her ears

poem by Dipti Gurung
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The Father, The Son And The Gun

The sky was burning by the window pane
And a shadow lurked proceeding to the woods
And a little boy behind the frame
Stood monitoring the steps of his father's boots

A possessed shot gun in his father's hand
And stepped out close before his eyes
Before a bird could realize its dream
A shot was fired in the sky

Down the bird fell rustling the leaves
Stooping through the trees till it met the ground
And the father he walks into the green
Towards the loud thud of the sound

And the boy he ask "mother why is it
That father he carries a gun around with him
And shoots out at the cloudless open sky
And murders and ends a voice that sings"

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poem by Dipti Gurung
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