Poem – My Interview

The wall has grown all black, upto the circling roof.

Roads are empty, travellers all gone. Once again

My night begins to converse with its loneliness; 

My visitor I feel has come once again.

Henna stains one palm, blood wets another; 

One eye poisons, the other cures.
None leaves or enters my heart’s lodging; 

Loneliness leaves the flower of pain unwatered, 

Who is there to fill the cup of its wound with color? 
My visitor I feel has come once again, 

Of her own will, my old friend-her name

Is Death: a friend in need, yet an enemy-

The murderess and the sweetheart! 

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About भण्डारी2013

Has a reflective and idealistic types of personality. Loves to participate in Social activities. Extremely loyal by nature. Laid back unless a strongly held value is threatened and a talented writer too.
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