SOB OF A HEART
         
when I am
expecting your advent
far off,
at the canvas of horizon
white dressed
your dim continence is appeared
slowly walking towards me
through green meadow, is disappear
approaching me......
the queer scencome only in my fancy .
my beloved person
why don't come
in my mindful condition????               


By :- Ram Kumar Shrestha .
Kathmandu
e-mail :-  rk_shrestha2@yahoo.com

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