Abstraction | Poetry by Sushant Thapa

Abstraction

Below the bridge of time

I am flowing with the aching heart of mine

I hide something

I am not like a fan moving

Pauses and exclamations are there in musings.

My identity is the foundation

Of the empire that I am building

I conspire to overcome the repetition;

Not knowing what is minimalistic.

Myriad of fluctuations,

Rainbow of colours.

I speak from the depth of abstraction

I am just fitting the pieces together

Like the wearied bridge of time, swaying above the river of life.

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