Poetry from Sushant Thapa

Young South Asian man with short brown hair, clean cut, and a gray striped collared shirt. He's outside in front of a building with white columns and a glass entryway and vines and trees and flags.
We and Our Game

A game I play
Is your cheerful clappings.
Happiness I treasure
Is your smile.
My childhood art
Is your first craft.
We are one
Holding hands
Before we cross the roads.
Rose carpet decorates
The steps that climb
The difficulty hill, full of spirit.
We exchanged letters
And our handwritings matched.
Your city,
Is my tunnel to suburb vacation.
We cross ways like arrows
And take a target shot of life.
The game we play
Isn't a whistling wind
But the rope mesh of ladder
Of this nascent paradise
That we are still building
Despite all the odds.

Sushant Thapa (born on 26th February, 1993) is an award-winning poet from Biratnagar, Nepal who holds Master’s degree in English literature from Jawaharlal Nehru University in New Delhi, India. He has published five books of English poetry, namely: The Poetic Burden and Other Poems (Published in New Delhi, 2020), Abstraction and Other Poems (UK, 2021), Minutes of Merit (Kolkata, 2021), Love’s Cradle (New York, USA and Senegal, Africa, 2023)
and Spontaneity: A New Name of Rhyme (New Delhi, 2023). His sixth book is ready, and about to go to the press. Sushant works as a lecturer of English in Biratnagar, Nepal. He is also the assistant editor of Himalaya Diary, an online portal published from Kathmandu.

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