Plastic Rose Day
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Close the window, lock up the door
And feel the tremor of the floor
Tell me, how it feels to sit under the sword of Damocles
Put on your headphone, sleep on your bed
And itch the thoughts on your head
Blame me, but no one can go against Murphy’s law
Stay idle smoking cigarettes, procrastinate your daily chores
And start umpteenth daydreaming
Ask me, not any fault is in your stars
For life is living willingly, subvert it if you have to.
- by Bishakha Koirala
- by Divya Adhikari
- by Ganga Biswakarma
- by Sajira Shrestha
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