From The Vaults Of Your Mirror
Now I lay awake,
From my long hibernation.
The vaults of your mirror, now a fake,
An illusion, and your fervor creation.
Pass on O' the reflections of your mirror,
I don't want to be enlightened again.
No time to repeat the errors,
I must hurl to my dreams.
Wasted I was, now I know,
By your paramount lunacy.
No signs of surrender to your shadows,
Insanity has felled to my reality.
About Author: Arjun Dahal is an undergrad student of Physics at Tri-Chandra Campus(4th year). His keen interests lie in Physics, Mathematics, Music, Literature, and Philosophy. His English works have appeared/forthcoming in Blue Marble Review, Burningword Literary Journal, Yellow Chair Review, and DWIT News. His Nepali Poems have appeared in Kharibot.com:Nepal's Digital Newspaper, Mirmire Online, Motivate News, Salleri Khabar, Truth Nepal, Himalayan Kangaroo, and Darpan Sansaar.