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Khorampa*

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There was mela** of fogs atop
and around the hill.

Unknown that was to me
why the fogs chose the place for the mela
under the porch of sunbeams.

I chose none to ask
why the wind was blowing there
chasing the fogs.

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Rup Pokharel 29 August 2009

Suman Very fine piece of art of yours i got to read. The part of thy art... 'Why lives chose to be housed in the hills of unease? Where life sets out for a journey, the end unknown to itself. And keeps going filled with wants, towards an unknown horizon.' took me to the foothills of Bhojpur. Do give your best. Thank you Dahal & Manjil jii let the outside world read more from you.

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