RUP POKHAREL Biography

Hungry was the street
Lying before me
Thirsty was the soul
Helping guiding me.
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I am from a rich land
I am rich. Have no reach either-
Man from blessed land. I feel myself great.
Nature has her treasury stored,
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In an early dawn
Of late autumn
Through ajar window
Of a semi-urban house
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Hope of course in grain
Was there in my sanguine brain
To shape and have a true tie
And define life before I die.
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Find me in your brain
You have me there in
Together for years we’d dined
Shared despair and bliss
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