manoz shrestha Poems

How can you glide around without any sorrow;
How can you arouse jouful intuitions within my grief;
I apologize ma'am but I must say that you're a theif,
Abundently easing are those resemblence though little narrow.
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The fruit of coal is diamond;
The food of shell is pearl;
Hence I set myself to earn
But toils of men builds wall.
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Leaving the space for clouds,
The mountain goes somewhere;
Leaving the pace for glow-worms,
The hedges goes somewhere;
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There where every day
Lotus blooms the best;
There where all day
The birds forget their nest;
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The trees and bricks were transformed to shadows
And Echo had turnde to people on the streets,
My eyes faltered, breathing was low,
My insight was getting malignant fits.
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