Bijay Poudel Biography

There is a hormone that can make you happy,
and a next one that can turn you sad.
These potions running open in my veins,
framing my destiny to be good or bad.
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A hitherto unrevealed thing,
relative to which,
your doings are judged,
the deviations of your deeds from the, yet nebulous, so called, truth are measured, quantified and then given the deserving response.
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May be it's nice to know,
What lies outside the classroom's show?
The Times of India's unchecked news,
The canteenkeeper's maggi stews,
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I’ve seen a brilliant lamp,
Beyond the walls of this enclosed room,
Beyond the darkest and darkest of nights,
Beyond the torments of its gloom.
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In those nine scores of months,
When I was inside your vault,
I had composed a poem for you,
Memorized by heart.
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