From August 2016. Re-posting after tweaking it a bit. 

The Trick is to Keep Looking


In this cool café, amid the mist of coffee steam,

Visible are just your eyes—floating around the mosaic walls.


Lost in the colored stones, you lose your pain–one by one—

As you count the twisting curves, never reaching an end.


Last April, you found a hole, yawning in the abyss of your heart;

You tried to fill it with rain and soggy autumn leaves—


The remnants of your lost longings now drip in this cool café

As you keep staring for hours at the decorated walls.



Bibek Adhikari 

Poetry by Bibek
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Written on 2018-09-06 at 18:32

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Thomas DeFreitas The PoetBay support member heart!
Very painterly. I like it immensely. My sole semi-complaint is that I wish it were a bit longer so I could immerse myself for a longer time in the world of the poem. But one can always re-read, yes?

I don't know about this one.