By Sushant Thapa
PROMPT — The way I see it ...
I can smile
With the sun.
By the time
The moon rises
I can still carry on
The game of smiling.
The thunder
Has the light,
Can you,
Decipher the truth?
The truth that
Makes you alive.
What vocation
Shall you choose,
That does not
Enhance the lights
Of the world?
I am a waking constellation
Watched from
A bed of earthen stay.
Every golden sun
Has a forgotten darkness.
The dark is the color
Of the evening
That lets the firefly shine.
Come be the welcoming spirit
In the aftermath of glory,
When no essence
Is only worldly.
Variation is the name of nature
When every essence meets,
And occupies space.
Listen to the roar!
Of a dark alley,
That makes the blackness,
Just a color.
Sushant Thapa (born on 26th February, 1993) is a Nepalese poet who holds a Master’s degree in English literature from Jawaharlal Nehru University, New Delhi, India. He has published five books of English poetry, namely: The Poetic Burden and Other Poems (Authorspress, New Delhi, 2020), Abstraction and Other Poems (Impspired, UK, 2021), Minutes of Merit (Haoajan, Kolkata, 2021), Love’s Cradle (World Inkers Printing and Publishing, New York, USA and Senegal, Africa, 2023) and Spontaneity: A New Name of Rhyme (Ambar Publication House, New Delhi, 2023). Sushant writes from from Biratnagar-13, Nepal.
Smile is the thing that makes the miles of life easy to walk thru