Longing and Belonging
written by: Sushant Thapa
Take away the richness
I only need survival.
I need no white spots
That hide abstract signs.
I want the color of pain
To amuse my heart.
When richness is empty
And the new house echoes
I remember my childhood
When I learned to play with the sand.
The sandcastle,
The rainfall on my shoulder.
When everything is fine
How can I think?
Every clean thing
Does not stir a heart in me;
A heart is also not white
It is filled with red.
I need some stirring
In my soul.
No richness can buy me
The happiness of my abstraction.
No white spots
Can show me the face
Of a true world.
I need interplay.
I need fusion;
The closeness
That can speak
About longing.
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