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It is a curiosity, the wonderful ability of humans to just write, and express the vivid and often, contradictory thoughts, running around in their brains in the form of electronic impulses, in the paper, or in the case of the modern world, in the virtual network. I find this particular ability highly seductive and thrilling. So, I'm writing, and I hope you will join me, writing about..
Aayam Basnet
11M ago
The setting sun, and the mourning moon, Worked together to create a legend, The moon called the night and stars, The sun called the pallet of various colours, And they splashed the entire mixture on the sky. With stoic mountains and bitter ridges framing the canvas, And happy hills and whimsical clouds filling it up, …
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Aayam Basnet
11M ago
If the world was less cruel, With kind eyes and happy faces, No schemes, no taunting, no fiends, Just happiness and lively lives. If the world was unpredictable, With everyday a new adventure, Every other moment full of adrenaline, Every day a beautiful moment. If the world was different, And I was able to fly, …
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Aayam Basnet
11M ago
There were five of us this morn, Only I remain as the sun goes home, But here I stay, in the frontier, Amidst the prison made of bodies, Shivering, hungry, cold and almost dead, Knuckles split, and nails broken, Lips parched and eyes bloodshot, Shell-shocked and uncomprehending, The flicker of hope, all but gone. The …
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Aayam Basnet
11M ago
The meadow is young and virile, The sky has an elegant pulchritude, The faint smell of pollen dances in the wind, Pines in the distance sing their choir. The night is alight with winking stars, The night is aflame with passion and beauty; A dance of elves and fairies, a fantasy of its own, While …
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Aayam Basnet
11M ago
I went to a bar. I sat. I observed. And I saw the following: “Nay!” called out the philosopher, “You are a lie, a conundrum,” “Just lie in your bed and go to sleep,” “And the morn will show the truth,” “Whatever truth may mean” “Aye!” called out the scientist, “’tis a mystery, but thee …
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Aayam Basnet
3y ago
You were born into this world, With eyes shining like stars, Full of adoration and innocence, And I knew I would do anything for you. Life had given you its blessings, And you shone with the otherworldly light, A purity otherwise unseen by human eyes, A joyful beginning of a long journey. You eventually learn …
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Aayam Basnet
3y ago
The setting sun, and the mourning moon, Worked together to create a legend, The moon called the night and stars, The sun called the pallet of various colours, And they splashed the entire mixture on the sky. With stoic mountains and bitter ridges framing the canvas, And happy hills and whimsical clouds filling it up, …
The post Twilight first appeared on Aayam Basnet ..read more
Aayam Basnet
3y ago
If the world was less cruel, With kind eyes and happy faces, No schemes, no taunting, no fiends, Just happiness and lively lives. If the world was unpredictable, With everyday a new adventure, Every other moment full of adrenaline, Every day a beautiful moment. If the world was different, And I was able to fly, …
The post Wistful Thoughts first appeared on Aayam Basnet ..read more
Aayam Basnet
3y ago
There were five of us this morn, Only I remain as the sun goes home, But here I stay, in the frontier, Amidst the prison made of bodies, Shivering, hungry, cold and almost dead, Knuckles split, and nails broken, Lips parched and eyes bloodshot, Shell-shocked and uncomprehending, The flicker of hope, all but gone. The …
The post War first appeared on Aayam Basnet ..read more
Aayam Basnet
3y ago
The meadow is young and virile, The sky has an elegant pulchritude, The faint smell of pollen dances in the wind, Pines in the distance sing their choir. The night is alight with winking stars, The night is aflame with passion and beauty; A dance of elves and fairies, a fantasy of its own, While …
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