The Dark City

In 2006, Maoist joined hands with other Political Parties to outcast Monarchy in Nepal. This poem is about the events that occurred in the final days of Clash.

 

Darkness swallowed the city

Amused eyes stare for a while

Hear the footsteps on the road,

Roaring to put out all the lamps

 

Eagle in the sky

Putting flashes of light

The space is very heavy

Smell of blood is in the air

 

Time stopped ticking

And our heart stopped beating

When we heard the lunatic echoes

Of thrashing plates and human voice

 

Monsters laughed with full delight

And we clapped our hands out of their sight

It was Tuesday evening that she cried

Nobody heard it; I felt her tears for a while

 

Author's Note

It drizzled in the evening of the final day of “Revolution”- Civil War. I believe that day it was not the rain that fell on this soil but the tears of Mother Nepal.

Reviews

[Domenic Luciani]

I like the innate sense of fear that's imbued in this piece. Very intriguing. It's a very un-technical style, but that's another thing that I liked about it.

[Young Mountain]

good use of metaphor
I like your style.

Thanks for sharing

[kirat hang]

Good start, write more