Without Love

I am without love
It strikes like
Midday clock.
There is a secret
That cannot be sold
Like the evening newspaper.
Flowers are for gifting,
You are for my
Imagination.
I fall and stand
I rise and shine.
There are serpentine ways
On strange days
Raining earthly divinity.
Everything has been washed off
I no longer seek lonely waiting.
Love is a long walk.

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Sushant Thapa
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Bio: Sushant Thapa is a poet from Biratnagar, Nepal with nine books of poems to his credit. He is an English Lecturer by profession.

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