Sun, 22 Sep, 2019

Aspirin

By Arjun Dahal

The mental labyrinth, Where lovers cry away their gloom. The wistful eyes, Where he battles nostalgia. The catastrophic heart, Searching for the truth, no longer there. The undaunted pen, Swifting the coruscating memories. The eloquent Illusionist, So intense, within his phantom. The mood of dissonance, He cries, then stupors and finally calms. His clock is the same. His clock revolves the same.   Float on! You feathery Aspirin, He's gonna heal himself. Transformed into someone else, His mind, in carousel, The same chapter encircles in a loop. And you give yourself away. He is tempested, And you give yourself away. Glide on! You feathery Aspirin, His stone heart, Holds your name as an inscription. Give yourself away!

Arjun Dahal is undergrad student of Physics at Tri-Chandra Campus, Tribhuwan University, Nepal. Talkative, Crazy and Funny fellow, his passions lies in Physics, Mathematics, Music, Literature, and Philosophy. His Non-fiction has appeared/forthcoming in Blue Marble Review, and Yellow Chair Review. His Poetry has appeared/forthcoming in Burningword Literary Journal, Ann Arbor Review, The Fable Online, Autumn Sky Poetry and DWIT News. The links to his published Nepali poems can be found at arjundahal.blogspot.com.