Binod Bastola Poems

There are times
When you feel
You are drown
There are times
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Cries my heart for thee, doth she feel or see my pearls of salty salts(tears) ?
Cries my life in cruel, doth she feel the pain of my heart?
Still the love of stillness- -she stole my heart,
Doth it with her as it was with me?
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Yes, melted all the tears of my heart
Halted in the deep darkest part!
Every broken beats
Behest my heart
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A worth nite
I spent in her warmth
A worth time
Which never come in my life
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What if?
I am not briefed.
What if?
That was my grieve.
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Can not cage thee in my heart
Can not amaze thou
Tis a magic of one heart
Tis a magician who hold that heart
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My Lord whom to thee?
Thy love whom to be?
Doth it matter to be?
Where the answer lies?
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Even she is clouded by dark cloud
Even she is crying in my cry:
Accompanied me- -far from another world, near in my heart of world,
Near to nearer me; far to farthest of me...
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Missing the scent of her..
Bit old but still she hold that lethal hold in my life
Been more than three months
Missing her fragrance
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Goodness need no trumpet
A silent sound is enough
A good heart, a true soul
Comes out from deep silent within
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