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Bishal Shrestha Poems
Dawn with wash shaped me snort, reliving the past, deliberating how's the day is going to be, with seriousness,
Black Black Black, You say me black, Having proud to be white, But has a big gap you have.
Whenever I talked she smiled and blinked, great time started by her smile and blink, it was her behaviour that had promised to be with, me in paused 'Shit! Why with me? '.
Making me mad isn't fair, Don't make me to publish you in internet fair, This is my rhythm, my life why are you making it bad by just fake rumor, Cant kill, cant hurt you,
The Faux Pas
I did wrong, I did mistake, to be with me you also did the same mistake. The mistake was to hard to be expressed, in the route of fail, I loosed you that is my mistake.
The road towards you made me in shock the shock was of connection with you I came toward you and you and always became with you
Comments about Bishal Shrestha
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
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Dawn with wash shaped me snort,
reliving the past,
deliberating how's the day is going to be,
and again reminds me the past with full of laugh.