An Absurd Habit Of Bald Poet Poem by Tulsi Shrestha

The absurd habit of
Pulling one strand of hair for
Each poem that I have written.
With an increase in numbers of poem
Mass and density of hair decreased that
Made me bald before I attain maturity.
Letting moon to settle there happily
Me now, an intellectual personality
Since I am genuine, revered poet
I need not have to write a full page
Not even a stanza
Just one line is enough
To reflect my feelings
Through reflection of poem.
Tomorrow, when I will be able
To conquer Literature World
A word itself will be enough
To compose
A poem.

Composed by Tulsi Shrestha
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