like a carefree pendulum,
I move to and fro,
From high to low,
I taste in moments many
Of bitter and sweet
Of cold and heat...
Deep down in hearts of glacier,
I make a knock with every feel,
I scribble faces many,
Just to break the pace of mountaineer...
Everyday i worship blazing Sun ,
For hopes too many,
That I loose near the bank of my heart,
In search of my quenchness when i am thirsty!
Hiramalik
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