Two strangers meet
Beside a glowing café
And their friendship
Reaches
The castle of desires.
How dreams filled in
Empty pocket sound?
It is heavy.
They rush out from the café
In the mere climax of their poverty.
They gaze at the stars,
Call the vast beach their home
And see dreams together.
Rainbows greet the sky,
They take it for their luck.
They wait for the empty pocket
To be filled with love.
Love is a share of more love.
To call this a vagabond love story,
You must know how love grows,
Not in books
But in the triumphs of life.
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© Sushant Thapa
Biratnagar-13, Nepal
Photo Nick Victor
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