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Stopping by the Roads in a Misty Morning

A poem

Misty morning, a drizzle
Sometimes of tasty trust
Sometimes dire doubts
The road of life, a riddle

 

 

Speed feeds spins to my brain
Making it a gaudy grizzle
Of hope, dope and spark
Sometimes, there is reeling light
Bhawana Pokhrel
सम्बन्धित पोस्टहरु

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Sometimes there is delirious dark
Sometimes the sea gulls bark
Sometimes the skies are stark
Euphoric fulfillment and even lack

 

Sometimes the visions blur, lights dazzle
Sometimes people muzzle, passions fizzle
Existence has many faces along with its fiddle
Neither its rivet in ‘ur reach, nor in grip the griddle!
But,yet, still
Human! Dare a leap over and beyond this hurdle!!

bhawanapokh7@gmail.com

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