Tag Archives: Shrisha Tuladhar

~Shrisha Tuladhar~ What if everything came to an end? Would the birds stop singing? Or the roads go silent? What if there would be nothing left?

~Shrisha Tuladhar~ Now I trace myself on the mirror And stare at the emptiness inside me on display Insignificance you built in my mind Keeps hurting my wound

~Shrisha Tuladhar~ When the world’s on the start I’m still on the ways And the ways to make things right And when the world’s looking beautiful I pop to mess things up