![]() Life-as an OxymoronA Poem by Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"Life as-an Oxymoron I, then Those streets Loneliness Crowds Lost! I, now This trail, Contented, Alone, Smile! I Suffered… Cherished… Baffled… Unearthed… Marveled am I God- A Poet Life- A poem It’s An Oxymoron! An Irony! Juxtaposition… An Antithesis… Created Lonely Crowds Bleeds- then heals Me and You Have everything-still bankrupt The Rivalry between
us… I, Watched And walked away… Emptiness, Shouted!!! Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel “Hridayaninadini” 19th August, 2011, IISc The Rivalry between the awful angels and the good devils within… Me…Witnesser-I who penned… © 2011 Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"Featured Review
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Added on August 19, 2011Last Updated on November 2, 2011 AuthorSanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"Kathmandu, NepalAbout"When words are stiff and hard to evoke out; they shape themselves as a poem [that last forever] " -Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini" http://sanjeetapokharel.blogspot.in/ When I see the.. more..Writing
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