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Jun 2020
I dive into the pool of emotions,
Scavenging for expressions.
Hunting them haunting thoughts,
Plucking out the ripe ones
Pouring everything into a vessel,
I Shake, stir & muddle.
Finally, i serve thee,
The soul cocktail.
I feel like poetry is a soul served like a dish.
Different people prepare it in different styles.
Different people prefer it in different styles.
Here i how i prepare my poetry.
Three simple ingredients,
Soul, emotion and expression.
Today i was in the mood for some cocktails.
Sovit Pokhrel
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Sovit Pokhrel  30/M/Kathmandu
(30/M/Kathmandu)   
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