Dibyendra Hyoju

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by Dibyendra Hyoju 10 April 2009
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Dibyendra Hyoju Dibyendra loves reading and writing poetry. He has a Master's degree in Information Technology from Kathmandu University.

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  • A Tribute to Kurt Cobain

    The chronic anguish
    inside you lurked erratically,
    since your turbulent childhood,
    that even your screaming ire
    on the loud music couldn't subdue.
    You always struggled
    with needles and drugs
    all your life
    although you knew the relief
    from your burning pit
    is just ephemeral...

    You entertained
    the maniac roar much
    obscuring the torment inside,
    while the crowd couldn’t notice
    the shooting pain
    shattering in your screaming.
    As the world became heavier

  • Fire & Ashes (A desperate love)

    It's not fair to restrain free birds
    Inside a cage who are supposed to be free,
    As their wings yearn for a freedom,
    And their restlessness plea
    The passers-by to be eternally free.

    Part not the inseparable soulmates into a pit of misery.
    They are passionate lovers, and so young,
    And so full of love, yet their souls are desperate,
    And so scared of their boundaries, demarcated
    By the rusted ideologies of the hypocrites.

  • This Life...

    Watching this life, burning too fast
    To meet its end, like a burning string,
    Melting the wax of the candle.
    Life seems like a playback of movies,
    Created by God, projected on the silver screen.
    What if we exist, but only inside the maze of dreams,
    And what if death is a plan of God
    Just to wake the beings from their dreams?

  • The Day I Learned, The Day I Died

    Standing on the edge of a cliff, staggering on uncertainties
    Breathing frustrations, echoing obscenities

    Always tangled onto the mess, and always cornered and stressed
    Feels like this youth is laying on waste just to decay
    Don't know what my future means to me, as mirage it seems, 
    And so are my elusive dreams, fighting the battle of life...

  • Life Moves On

    Many fences and hurdles uncover as we walk,
    Yet we survive from little joys that surpass
    The uncertainties and entanglements of life.
    Life moves on embracing darkness and lights.

    The scars still remind us of the bruises of the past,
    And the silence of petrifying nights, that still cast
    The shadows of our lives, that we buried far behind.
    Life moves on leaving the traces in a thin fine line.

    We are all ageing, riding the roller-coasters of life,
    and swimming on the river of happiness and strife.