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Sanu Sharma Jun 5
Once, the heart
expressed itself freely
listened without resistance
but nowadays
my heart has fallen into silence.

No longer inclined to read
no longer willing to write
my heart shows no interest in listening
it seems to have lost its sense of purpose.

I’m clueless about its whereabouts
my heart, nowadays
no longer resides within me.


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Note - This poem was originally written in Nepali language. This translation has been rendered by Suman Pokhrel, and  was first published in Grey Sparrow Journal.
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Poetry trapped
On the walls.
Elusive lips
Make me fall.
Catch me for all
That i am worth.

A penny here
A fraction there.
What can you spare?
I feel impaired.
I feel,
Apart.

Like a silhouette
Of my own breath.
So many tests.
All wicked, no rest
As i search for my chest.

.


A mindset. A mentality.
A behaviour. A belief.

I must transcend so I can sleep.

— The End —