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Joy Apr 2020
Or maybe Heaven is all that adapts,
reshapes and moves serenely along
like water.
And maybe Hell is all that doesn't.
Escapril 2020
Ottar Apr 2015
Boulevard paved, cloud runnin' chase, to clear thoughts
Mindfulness, craved pounding in, raining pain sought
Free me! bound points pressing in, thorns? BE GONE! bought
padded Dr. Scholes soles.                 

Trail's bridge truss, wooden way leads to peace climbing
Lean  in shoulder first, dig, dig, pistons legs pump hard
Muscles in tighter bundles demand  enrichment
Slopes up, roll down, pleasure
Don't think it is right, but it is a write
Sum It May 2014
म हांगो समाति उड्न खोज्छु
अनि पातसगैं झरेर सुक्छु
म बादल सगैं उडिहिड्छु
अनि झरीसगैं वर्षेर बिलाउछुँ

म सुकेको पात हुदांपनि
हावासगैं बहन सक्छु
म झरीसगैं वर्षेपनि
नदीसगैं बहन सक्छु

किनकी मलाई था'छ
म उड्न बनेको हुं
म एकदिन आँधि बन्नेछु
म बग्न बनेको हुं
म कुनैदिन बाढी बन्नेछु

म छुँ
वायु,माटो,जल,तेज,अग्नी
सबमा
म हुँ
एक अन्नत यात्रा

मेरो अस्तित्व शुन्य
म घुमिरहन्छु
न छ मेरो कुनै शुरूवात
न छ कही अन्त मेरो
मेरो जन्म यहीँ
मेरो अन्त यहीँ

म छु यहीँ
म छैन कतै
‪#‎eleven11poetrychallenge‬
DAY ELEVEN: Write a poem about yourself, in Nepali

The final day of 11:11 Challenge!!

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