Doomsday Poem by menash mohan shrestha
Doomsday
For you could not love me in this life,
how could I believe you'll meet me after
death.
For I've seen you in someone's else arms,
why couldn't I embellish my words to write a doggerel.
For I'm fed up with the same circumstances now and then,
why shouldn't I wait the apocalypse to come.
For I'm not in your warm embrance,
why shouldn't I cross my fingers
for doomsday to engulf me.
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