BY: Shekar Rizal
There was a dark church,
Probably the nuns are quite
I prayed for my fortune,
If there’s nonsenses to abide.
No chants or hymns,
Neither prayers are ruined to look
Thousand prayers immersed so far,
None could trace or book.
I aroused from world’s terror.
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Searching minds of peace;
Everywhere i could fear,
Isn’t it the life on bliss?
That what beautify to souls;
Fragnance consoles the life,
Fearlessly I concluded,
There is everything to survive.
Erecting to adorned chambers,
Fueling embroidery to lead;
I was ragged and lanky;
The wholesome life to speed.
I prayed, we prayed, all to all;
Dawns are days; disk midnights
Won’t there arise the downfall?
POSTED BY: EDITOR HK Dahal
Pretty awesome really …