The Question Mark (?) Poem by Nawa Raj Subba

The Question Mark (?)



It is now the turn of time.
A question mark appears here.
I am encountering challenges as I go irrationally.
My own shadow is right in front of me.
He is interrogating me in this manner.
Where do I go from here?
before, after, or contrary to you.

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