Under the Blind Horizon

by Sushant Thapa / February 16th, 2025

The wilderness
Needs to be social too.
The heartbeat
The learning of mother tongue
Without schooling,
All build a society.
Night is lonely
So color your dreams.
I am the divine human
I have spoken
With the lonesome earth
So walk hundred miles
In my shoes.
I have built cultures and social gaze
So look within
To find another human
Just with a beating heart.
The creative pool
Is my rainy soul
Just dancing in
The welcoming tune
Of humanity.
Be the guiding light,
To wake under
The blind horizon.

Sushant Thapa serves as an assistant editor to Himalaya Diary, an online publishing platform. He lives in Biratnagar, Nepal. He holds an M.A. in English from Jawaharlal Nehru University, New Delhi, India. His fourth book entitled "Love's Cradle" was published by World Inkers Printing and Publishing New York, and Dakar, Senegal recently. Read other articles by Sushant.

This article was posted on Sunday, February 16th, 2025 at 8:00am and is filed under Poetry.