Fortune Maker

Fortune Maker

For a long time
I have talked
Yet, not dared to preach.
Fools wave
To the last goodbye,
And kiss the thorn.
I bid the farewell,
With my heart
At your doorstep.
A bouquet
Has been spread
To the air,
To kiss the sky.
This mild wind
Blows the evening whisper
To reach the room
Through that doorstep.
My heart in my hand,
A life in my eyes,
Waiting to see
The worthy measure.
A philosophy of arrival
Is so dear.
A conversation with
The fortune maker
Kisses the agony.
We build our fortune nest

Copyright Sushant Thapa
Biratnagar-13, Nepal

  Bio of Sushant Thapa

Sushant Thapa (born on 26th February, 1993) is a Nepalese poet from Biratnagar-13, Nepal who holds a Master’s degree in English literature from Jawaharlal Nehru University, New Delhi, India.

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