Poems from ngopes
Ever since I left,
my home town,
I never thought, that
it would make much,
difference,
despite my absence.
But I have started to feel,
the...
The holy cloth covered his body.except for his swollen face.The colorful Marigold gently,
laid on his still chest.
His body reposed on the...
I stood alone,
right across narrow, winding street
of Maitidevi city.
You stood with your aunt,
alongside the road near the goddess temple...
The light in the evening,
Slides through the front of,
the hardwood blinds,
Leaving a lace-like pattern,
On the brick wall, and
the...
I never forget that day,
When I sneaked upstairs,
into my Grandfather’s room, and
and stole a five-rupee bill,
from his worn kurta’s...