
If you are an actor
You need company.
You cannot act alone,
How long
Will the mirror also act with you?
Reality isn’t like clouds
It doesn’t rain until you get wet.
My abstraction
Is the only thing
I wish to decode.
When you accompany me
In the misty nights
A glass of loneliness
Could do no more shared harm.
I act life,
I open and close
My glass window,
The raindrops choose to disperse,
My poetry pages
Grow like a blooming cactus
I discard the thrones,
My perception battles with me,
I look for flowers beside the thorn.
Poetry by Sushant Thapa
Photo by Adam Strong
Sushant Thapa is a Nepalese poet from Biratnagar-13, Nepal who holds a Master’s degree in English literature from Jawaharlal Nehru University, New Delhi, India. He has published four books of poetry namely: The Poetic Burden and Other Poems (Authorspress, New Delhi, 2020), Abstraction and Other Poems (Impspired, UK, 2021), Minutes of Merit (Haoajan, Kolkata, 2021), and Love’s Cradle (World Inkers Printing and Publishing, New York, USA and Senegal, Africa, 2023). Sushant has been published in places like Sahitya Post, The Gorkha Times, The Kathmandu Post, The Poet Magazine, The Piker Press, Trouvaille Review, Lothlorien Poetry Journal, Impspired, Harbinger Asylum, New York Parrot, Pratik Magazine, The Beatnik Cowboy, The Dope Fiend Daily, Atunis Poetry, EKL Review, The Kolkata Arts, Dissident Voice, Journal of Expressive Writing, As It Ought To Be Magazine, Spillwords, Mad Swirl, Ink Pantry, and International Times among many.