Bijay Poudel

Rookie - 1 Points (10th june,1991 / Khotang, Nepal)

I - Poem by Bijay Poudel

I am a cynic, I am fun
I am a rose with stock of a gun,
I am a saint, I am the king,
My infinity now shrunk to a thing.
I am that heir prince, I am that loafer,
I have the idiocies of an old philosopher.
I am the captain dead, deep inside the earth.
I am a kid now rejoicing my birth
... I am a kid now rejoicing my birth.

Bijay Poudel

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 27, 2014

Poem Edited: Friday, March 7, 2014

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