Many times

I slip, stumble and hit the ground

Like the tea cup

Of your table

That falls will-less(ly)

By the movement of your arms

Like me, perhaps you were alarmed

And like you I was also relieved

To find the cup of my life empty.

By Parbat Lawati

From: Nepal

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