Sun, 26 May, 2024


By Shila Parajuli

Oh! I really miss spring

Those divine blossoms,

Chanting of cuckoos,

And those small mulberries.


That sweet damp parsol

Gentle sound of buzzing bees

Of Course my school feast

Boohoo! Now it’s like down in the dumps


This instant hot wave grinds,

Drives me up the wall

For some time you have departed

Oh! I really miss spring.