I am blessed to live

Like an artful recollections.

Let the hours pass,

Let the sky sink

And the dawn arrive

Like a sketch.

Sushant Thapa, a poet from Biratnagar, Nepal, shares his poem 

Sushant Thapa, a poet based in Biratnagar, Nepal, has nine books of English poems and one short story collection to his credit. His poems are published at Sindh Courier, Trouvaille Review, Lothlorien Poetry Journal, Corporeal Lit Mag, etc. He is a lecturer of English in Biratnagar, Nepal.

Nothing to Hide

I wake up,

A force in design,

The sipping life

Is not empty

Of its cup.

Talk of the day,

The remaining hours

Are passing by.

I am blessed to live

Like an artful recollections.

Let the hours pass,

Let the sky sink

And the dawn arrive

Like a sketch.

With you by my side,

The distances could

Solve the equation

Of detachment.

In telling,

There is nothing

To hide.

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