written by: Bhoj Kumar Dhamala
In the womb whosever,
Sense of awe and lasting excitement,
Outcome yet unknown, you only feel the kick.
Healthy, pulpy, and robust
Your contentment has no limit, jump high,
Yes, now bothered about its smooth escalation.
Work of the artist
Or, a child of a mother, when they are out,
They look pretty in the hand of the author and the mother.
Bhoj Kumar Dhamala (Nepal) has M.A, M.Phil in English Literature. He is a leading educationist, lecturer in English for undergraduate students, and the Founder and Principal of Zone Academy Boarding School, Boudha, Kathmandu. He has published his articles and poems in different national and international media/journals. He is passionate about writing for a social cause. He writes less but what he writes is always meaningful. He believes one cannot be the writer just jotting down the words. He is the published author of the poetry anthology “The Selfish City.” He is involved in different social organizations and has been supporting Anirudra Memorial Geriatric Home, Okhaldhunga, Nepal, as Vice- Chairman.
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