by Yogesh Sharma Neupane (074bce191)

As I opened my eyes and tried to see,
The Gods were imprisoned, and the demons were free.

I tried to solve what it means,
Dark was the cloud, the world of sins.

I wanted to go, but they had me frozen,
I was the target, the spear was thrown.

Spear of love, Spear of hate,
Spear of joy, Spear of threat,
Spear of pain, Spear from insane,
What was that, I could not bet!

Hapless his arms, I stood alive.
The Dreary fate, How could I fight?

Now and Then, on deadly chain,
I wanted to laugh, they squared my pain.

I tried to search, the Soul of mine.
I was the Demon, I needed to shine.

The Escape written on a mystery book,
Is How we look and What we took,
Blessed with fate, the one we choose.

Yogesh Sharma Neupane
074bce191
Pulchowk Campus