JN Bhandari Australia I come from the Dragon Land, From the unsolved tyrannical hand, I come from the Blue Mountains And from the bloody fountains. I stand upon the hilly terrain, Watch the tall trees fallen For more than five hundred years, With full of hidden fears, I am proud, I am a Bhutanese. I...
Rup N Pokharel California, USA Firecrackers played in regal premises While at backwoods and slums Nights mourned in tears Regardless lips jammed. Nonetheless, in dungeon, he met his end, News of his no more, surfaced somehow. No obituary written- No words of condolences uttered. Smiles ran on sadistic faces Soiree organized; Willy-nilly, nitty-gritty condensed. Boomerang,...
