Bhuwan Thapaliya

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Published On: January 9, 2020 02:15 PM NPT By: Bhuwan Thapaliya

Barren Paper

Barren Paper

A pallid

sheet of paper

 

teases me

with its randy glare,

 

pellucid, parched

 and humid gaze of a widow

 

craving for my poetic semen

to fill its womb.

 

Its wary eyes

expose suspicion

 

forged by

the calm of an empty street

 

and as persistent stains

from the wet cups and glasses

 

at the local tea stalls

in the narrow lanes of the Mangal Bazaar,

 

it has dappled my heart for life.

 

But barren paper,

who would whisper in your ears?

 

Hunger and poetry

cannot stay in the same hut.

 

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