Fathom Poem by Binod Bastola

Fathom



Cold winter in the summer!
Keep cuddling it- -
Supposed to be all the time!
But in one season it's- -
Infinite lines in finite got finished!
Collisions of two- -
Sex of serpent in the run!
Fuss of burnt- -
Both the sides running in the same side!
But non of it in one side never going to be in one side- -

Saturday, March 12, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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