Disorder
/We used to step on
Dried fallen leaves for fun
And now we have crushed
our love with it
Kindling an old love
I am setting fire to
The garden of yesterday
Where you flower in solitude
The fire of setting
ablaze to the memories
When I served you is a dis-service of now
I have stepped on the fallen leaves
Then and now, kindling more of it.
You and others have fallen
From the height of my imagination
To become my order
of disorder for life.
By Sushant Thapa
From: Nepal
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