Cold Ashtray

Those who come here,
bring along a heart full of heat, and a mouth full of fire
those who stay here
stay with hands smeared with ashes, and eyes filled with smoke
and the ones that leave
go away with a bag of broken promises and dreams
This is the way it is
The Four pass valley,
Like a cold Ashtray
This Four-pass Valley

-Bhupi Sherchan

Happy World Poetry Day

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