My Brother Poem by Shraman bajracharya

far away in east the sun starts to rise
The gloom continue though it shines bright
Rolling smoking going deepest in the moments
You might you may push your brain till dark
What more you can do in building with rain snow
cold might it caught your insane little heart
You might be trickling down the tears like heave rainfall
Wipe it all, erase the moments you discover
live as it you haven't been there
breathe the snow, forget the Spring
See if u can run in a crowd alone
Tormented heavy fermented
outcast your brain
let it anon change
Mechanized self plastic body machine
make it hallow make it even softer
let it blow in the direction of wind
PLea don't turn the pages once again
Plea you write write and sleep again
This is it
efface it
WE know u might getting wet in cold
grabbing a red label
siting on the corridor once again
Drinking sobbing wailing
Take the handkerchief with you
Let the tears burst as volcano
AND when do it stop
Don't Never forget to Clinch a Smile
Live liVe live
THIs is how it supposed to be
THis is what it is