Pushpa Ratna Tuladhar Poems

My shadow lives my life
With strong-mindedness;
Majestic in character and
Sophisticated in fashion
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I
Far beyond the horizon
When the rooster sang
A song of dawn coming
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Striking a matchstick gently
On the surface of the matchbook
For warming up the winter
Underneath the wetted wooden log
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Feeling the beguiling charms
Of your beauteous beauty
In my beholding eyes
Like the painted kohl in your eyes
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Discarded in the gutter,
Trailed by the way of my journey,
A pair of my old worn out shoes
Never to walk in the streets again.
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The beauty of the evening,
The blushing horizon in the west
I adore much the taste
Of sugary sweets blended
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The beauty of the evening,
The blushing horizon in the west
I adore much the taste
Of sugary sweets blended
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In the garden of thorns, a single rose blooms
Its petals as dark as night, its beauty consumes
A black rose, so rare and unique
A symbol of darkness, yet so mystique
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My fingers are playing
With the keyboard of my computer
Surfing around worldly experiences
I build my home as website
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As if the milk turns
My soul detaches from my body
My body and my soul float severally
In the surface of my life
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