Paradise Shower - Poem by Amrit Sapkota
Beside my house, beneath the tree.
I saw a pearl, rolling very free.
Resting in the leaf, in search of direction.
Shower from the paradise, just to make the relation.
Handling the path, with its own creation.
Adding the drops rolling down n down was my attraction.
Naughty wind its path, which disturb my emotion.
Always be in your own direction, that was my motivation.
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