Wilderness

Amit Pokhrel
Sep 8, 2018 · 2 min read

Oh! Wilderness!

My friend from the futile land

I, a devoid soul, of emancipation

Of the wilder lands —

Where covets and virtues of the past

Do not have their say.

The morbid authority of present

Does not have its reign.

And, you from the epitome of pulsating catharsis,

Where —

The falsifying dreams of redemption

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