Pushpatuladhar's Poems

Here's the list of poems submitted by pushpatuladhar — There are currently 9 poems total — keep up the great work!

Breakfast The Poetry that I never created, But the seconds of my day That I adored so much. Couldn’t grip the moments Of my day in my fists As the iceberg of the day Set into water and spilled over From the seams of my fists. After my... – *by Pushpa Tuladhar*	0 Views added 1 year ago	Rating
The Scum The man baffled at the garden fresh orange into the garbage pit in the roadside. ……………………… It watered his mouth. With a bewildered face, He rambled a while on the road. For his conscience pricked him like the throbbed heart of the crow ... – *by Pushpa Ratna Tuladhar*	4 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
The Open Winedow Poetry just budding to child In the embryo of my soul To step down the earth Depressed with my accustomed efforts Of creating poetry – Declined to emerge as usual In the coarse paper To get printed In same ink of rainbow By same quill pen ... – *by Pushpa Ratna Tuladhar*	2 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
The Peace Digger Staring at the sky of gloomy night To an edge scanned by his piercing eyes, The gray haired human, Grasping his feet hold of his earth Quaked by the war, Occupies in his optimum endeavor To feel sensory experience of The still of a... – *by Pushpa Ratna Tuladhar*	1 View added 2 years ago	Rating
The Purse During my living My melodic dream I longed for Sprouted in me The nature of the self-appraisal With my life stunning in vivid shades I scribbled the poetry. In the blank paper Of my innermost minds. I grasped – you and me Quite... – *by Pushpa Ratna Tuladhar*	3 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
Breakfast The Poetry that I never created, But the seconds of my day That I adored so much. Couldn’t grip the moments Of my day in my fists As the iceberg of the day Set into water and spilled over From the seams of my fists. After my... – *by Pushpa Ratna Tuladhar*	1 View added 2 years ago	Rating
A Cup of Tea I Far beyond the horizon When the rooster sang A song of dawn coming Beauty of the dawn Sign of the day to come Tears the thin sheet of my sound sleep apart Waking me up My beloved lady pours In the cup of dark sky A glow of the Dawn A... – *by Pushpa Ratna Tuladhar*	5 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
An Old Railway Line In the death chamber confines The soul of my mind Handcuffed by tragedy Sentenced to death penalty Just close to a blink of my eyes With an illusionary greetings Of long life Standing before me Face to face – My death. Startled I’m like... – *by Pushpa Ratna Tuladhar*	3 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
An Old Railway Line In the death chamber confines The soul of my mind Handcuffed by tragedy Sentenced to death penalty Just close to a blink of my eyes With an illusionary greetings Of long life Standing before me Face to face – My death. Startled I’m like... – *by Pushpa Ratna Tuladhar*	4 Views added 2 years ago	Rating