Starting Just Before The End And Ending Just Before Start. - Poem by bhuwan niraula
Before the darkness had gone,
He gained his arrival to have fun.
In the ecoing silence of the way,
had he sared his soft say?
Smiling 'good morning replied she,
Then went out in search of lea.
the day next
He came in the cold of frost,
his heart had a pain his clap brust.
The light didn't tear the frost tight,
she embraced at waist without dight.
they exchanged a great care,
any one if had seen falls a stare.
slowly they came to rest,
in the winter had they sweat.
in hands they were in bound,
the river beneth them had no sound.
lasts no more giving a pain,
in the brain to meet again.
he returned just before the sunlight,
with hopes of lasting next night,
soon, soon and soon.
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