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Life feels heavy when things don’t  go right 

Feels sorrowful like a tree not having any leaves 

Making sadness an art by writing its creation.  

Said to be the world’s the felicitous doesn’t exit 

Even through the drove, doesn’t know your dispirited

So your heart knows, it’s the one to control oneself. 

Gloom does not have any hope to breath 

Breathing heavy having no tries in eyes 

Life seems heavy when you go through rejection. 

You get jumbled and be in your lowest 

So is foremost to feel the necessity in one’s life 

Even if you fully do your best, there’s something hiding on your back.  

Bang! Bang! Bang! Reminding every moment 

Waiting for its best to happen, and happens the antithetical

You express yourself, and you fail to make them understand.  

They teach you to love and be happy 

But when remissness changes the situation 

Not a soul teaches you to rebuild  the same happiness.  

It gives option you to rebuild the situation 

Life gives you tightness and roughness  

It’s your choice to face or pass over the fact.   

Supriya Paudel

BBM III Semester

United College, Kumaripati, Lalitpur

You say its fate, I say it’s not

Maybe it was just a stroke of bad luck

When we met and our paths intertwined

You looked at me with that smile so divine

Now you are lost, never to be found

How could I have been so spellbound

How can life be so cruel

Maybe I was just a dense fool

Now I visit you at your grave

If only I had been a bit brave

That angelic smile I couldn’t save

I wish I could visit you beyond your grave

For the embrace of your warm arms I crave

Without your wits and guts

I am just a soul, lost

Within this darkness, I will stay

Thinking about this curse every day

With this immortality, I behold a blessing few might say

With this tragic ending that I could not foretell

My soul trapped by this unholy spell

With all this overwhelming guilt

Why am I crying over spilt milk?

This lost soul trapped in this plain

With no one to lose or to gain

Just left with all this suffering and pain

With no sun, just left with a lot of rain

A trapped soul wanting to be saved

From the mistake only I had made

Just keep going you always said

Now you lie there in your eternal bed

Trapped by that ray you hold

I am Just another trapped soul

Arnav Shrestha

A Level

LA College 

Joying and gracing being a woman, 

A monthly journey with cycle profound,

Painting lives in intricate lace, blooming to embrace. 

Women’s beauty of blood, legacies its pride 

Honoring this cycle divine, let us shine 

Finding the key of rhythm, assenting the femininity of life. 

Carrying secrets, joy and pains 

Mother’s flowing blood , a sacred sign 

A river of life , coursing through her veins 

Through cramps may come and mood may sway 

I choose to greet each moment, 

For in the cycle of its gentle sway,

I find gratitude in each passing day I go through my bliss.

Supriya Paudel

BBM III Semester, United College

In the morning’s chill, a positive thrill, 

Awakening with energy, an optimistic fill. 

Yet, a lapse in memory, a dentist to see,

Drained of vigor, fear starts to decree. 

Motivation summoned, to the dentist I tread,

Arriving late, anxiety’s thread. 

Lost in thoughts, childhood fears unfold,

Dental nightmares, stories of old. 

Am I overthinking this waiting game’s test? Recalling past fears, anxiety pressed.

Nervousness grows with each passing minute, Dentist’s chair, a feared limit.

Thoughts of dental cancer, a lurking scare, 

The waiting room echoes my despair. 

Overthinking mind in the waiting line, 

Past dental demons intertwine. 

Appointment canceled, the waiting strife, 

Back home, escaping dental life.

A poetic tale of fear and delay,

In the waiting room, emotions sway.

Yusuf Shrestha 

BBM VI Semester, United College