Sloshing sound of a flowing river. A poem by Bhuwan Thapaliya

Sloshing sound of a flowing river Through my window, filthy clouds of dust reel in from the graveled lanes of an offended city. It distorts my sights, soaks my shirt with filth, churns my stomach and infuriates me all the time. It is not just the denseness of the air or the stench of theContinue reading “Sloshing sound of a flowing river. A poem by Bhuwan Thapaliya”