Under the dusty sky of the mountains
With never ending riots and politics
There lies the city that I am talking
The ravaged temple and all old home
Those filthy alleys and the square pond
Is here with me, still with love
The carved woods of the forests
The heavy falls up the mountains
The evergreen time within my visions
The regular festive and show of fortune Ultimate luxury and passion Oh missed that a lot! Missed that a much!!
Wind filled with, hemp sweet
Water turning to, wine-drink
Where else…the minions Kathmandu
Marching towards the unknown glory Moving with the regular story Mesmerizes me with joy
Made me evil, made me divine
Though holiness, never behind
That’s the city, that’s the pride!
My Kathmandu
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