Rupsingh Bhandari

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Published On: January 19, 2021 12:50 PM NPT By: Rupsingh Bhandari

The conspired winter

The conspired winter

The silence mornings

Catnapped days

Chilled evenings and frozen nights

Muting the restless city

Cuddling with uncertainty.

Winter is unwillingly hugging

Its own one,

Blanketing by the doubtfulness of fog 

The coldness is warming all relations,

As if siren of unprecedented vanity.

From roads to government,

From body to soul,

From old to stranger,

From Self to other,

Winter is cooking the conspiracy.
I hope,

Soon the death of coldness

And the birth of hopefulness of spring

Will be loomed out.


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