Routine Poem by Shraman bajracharya
Routine
The day keeps the bliss switched on;
Exorcise My Demon push out
THe twilight makes me weak,
Tenderly my emotion flows
In a great profusion gently
The night soon will fall;
Inviting the air of melancholy.
ANon, the beds cling me
a soft feather
Where i turn serene
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
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