The broken wish of mine — A poetry

The hunt to know who I am
It is still going on

When life turns In a way
Nobody expected before
Who am I is a question no more
Though the phase is still going on
I do struggle a lot to keep
What I want and need for me
The universe may know about me.
What I ever could be
Something parallel on the other side
Maybe there’s nothing left to hide.
And sometimes I wonder what I could be!

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“Pashmina shawl around my neck, I fancy Jewelries and arts”; I look out from carved wooden windows — Near the AnkhiJhyal: https://www.aditipoudel.com.np/

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Aditi poudel

Aditi poudel

“Pashmina shawl around my neck, I fancy Jewelries and arts”; I look out from carved wooden windows — Near the AnkhiJhyal: https://www.aditipoudel.com.np/

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