Saroj Basnet

At night, when dark would utter about my fears. And when my beats stops, Will you be my spark? To guard me out through the fear.

Opening wings with dreams in eyes You were chasing your life in the skies Cutting the path through clouds Hassling around within the crowd You melt down to be thyself.

With trembling legs i boarded the bus, Looking at the monsters around me... Taking the corner seat, Lost myself in the cover of book.... I m gonna write in years,