समाचार
Every day,
Decorating beautiful pictures
In my chest like flowers,
Day’s laughs,
Like laughing at the picture of self-reliance,
Man clings a lot of thoughts
From my head to feet,
Spewing the frustration
Treading on the success
Pouring the sufferings
Congratulations, blessings and condolences
Performing the duty, exchanges with several emoji
And makes me active, making his
feelings entombment.
Grows on my lap,
The young communism of old Karl Marx
Plays in my heart,
Duality between conscious and subconscious of sick Sigmund Freud,
In my head,
Newton teases the gravitation,
On my way
Distracting a theory of biological evolution of Darwin,
Picking up the era
Finding civilization
I’m carrying embraced human glamor
I’m Facebook
Sensation cries in my eyes
Success smiles and condolences makes sufferings
I’m coerce to exchange the wounds that have lost feelings
Just watching the man changing with its pictures
I’m Facebook I’m just a picture.
Ranjana Niraula
