My Kind of Girl
I want to start by letting you know this,
Because of her I have a purpose.
I don't know how to define her appearance,
But the whole world calls her peace.
She was happy when she came;
Sang with dumb and played with lame.
Her love used to echo all day long,
And the world used to hold hands and sing songs.
She used to cry for every stubborn yard,
Spreading her was indeed very hard.
She saw our world with her eyes dried -
Obsessed with the world she went to hide.
The domestic walls and border lines
Separate worlds where the same sun shines.
In a blink of an eye she went to hide,
But I could feel her when I need her by my side.
I think, I know she can be revived,
Drop your arms and let this pen guide.
Hey, you there, where'd you go,
We have put the gun down there's no more need to hide.
To say to everyone she's abstract,
But she's present with me whenever I feel sad,
Or calm or silent or satisfied,
And I felt she left me when I first lied.
I think I saw those big innocent eyes,
When the sun shone equally for people of all size.
And her first tear fell,
When the weapons were bought to earth from hell.
I think I felt her long silky hair,
When I dreamt about a world full of care.
And I ran my fingers through them,
And that was my kind of girl without any name…
By Manjay Mharjan
1st Prize Winner