Rising and Setting / Heavy Heart by Sushant Thapa

Rising and Setting

I travel around, 
I am looking for myself
In your city. 
The walking melancholy 
Jingles and reaches beyond 
My path. 
I stare at the light,
I am blinded. 
Hope is a map to you
That I have lost. 
I cannot reach what I see. 
Feelings coil, 
They kiss the turmoil, 
Unreal, the flights of fancy 
Land like broken shards. 
The city never sleeps, 
Memories stretch
Like the silent street. 
I forget the name 
Of the horizon, 
To see the hope rise  
And set 
Like the sun.

Heavy Heart 

The sun has lost its charm, 
Time has lost its momentum. 
I lose what I cannot win, 
Beforehand, love does not 
Paint itself 
In our canvas. 
We overthink
Of acceptance in desires 
Sugarcoated in fear of solitude. 
We express not, but 
The heart plays 
Like a trumpet. 
I keep a close watch, 
Your photograph speak 
Of your eyes, 
In passion we have robbed 
Each other, 
Still future escapes 
Like the wind. 
For obvious reasons
And no reason at all,
We travel far from 
Each other. 
My soothing tune
Is your heavy heart. 





Sushant Thapa is a writer and lecturer from Nepal with 10 books to his credit. He holds an M.A. in English from Jawaharlal Nehru University in New Delhi, India.