I create,
I got my own time
And life
That is like
The never ending sun.
I betrayed your company
With truth.
With necessity
That has poverty
To not be able to
Afford your company.
All great saints
Meditate alone.
Any sinner
Might also
Do the same.
This is a thorny garden
As much as a flowery
Bloom.
.
© Sushant Thapa
Biratnagar-13, Nepal
Picture Nick Victor