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Fragments
Stones and parched land
Hunger in lizards and crocodiles
That swallow little and more.
Mind and marathon of life.
Ants and their hills
Debts and bills
A closed shop with goods
That cannot open up for late night little
Cigarette cravings.
Highway and Hills,
The legs that cannot rest.
Youth is also a chair
Swinging in comfort.
The old age plans to sit
On the same chair
And breathe till death.
Certificates in frames hanging
Jobs in the newspaper vacancy rattling
Pebbles on the shoes that
Try to sleep for eternity.
Fragments of dream and its death,
Life and repeating survival.
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About the Author: Sushant Thapa is a Nepalese poet from Biratnagar, Nepal who holds a Master’s degree in English Literature from Jawaharlal Nehru University, New Delhi,India. His English poems are widely published across the globe. Some of his publications include Trouvaille Review, The Piker Press, Lothlorien Poetry Journal, New York Parrot, Atunis Poetry, Visible Magazine, Litehouse exophonic Magazine, Impspired, The Kathmandu Post, My Republica, EKL Review and Harbinger Asylum. Sushant is the author of the poetry collection “The Poetic Burden and Other Poems” published by Authorspress, New Delhi, India.
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Image Credit: Carleton Watkins “Seal Rocks from the Point” (1866-1868) Digital image courtesy of the Getty’s Open Content Program.
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