Life is a long walk,
It has been stated so for centuries.
A victory march may not always
Be a celebration.
Take up free glances
At art, and see the spilled life in it.
I might not keep reading
To diminish my social skills.
I want the society
To be a guiding light,
The virtue home
Is the affection of the world.
Literary ideas occur
Like the strike of lightning.
Every second is a deep ocean,
Waves come and go.
The world itself has outside and inside,
I wonder if the world
Itself is a home for introvert
And extrovert at the same time.
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© Sushant Thapa
Picture Nick Victor
Biratnagar-13, Nepal
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