A constant river flows down a deep gorge
It’s destiny, just to reach a deep blue sea
Hurdles as it pass by, destruction, sometimes
Clinch down a million thirsty throats, passim

At a border of mountain height, struggles and stare
At the bank of plain, flows like a blanket of nature care
To the stones, dare to overthrow, when I’m dared
To the desert of null moisture, I’ll be a hope forever
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Abinash Parajuli

Abinash Parajuli is a Nepali poet, novelist, music critic and a journalist. Currently, he's acting a CEO/Executive Editor at MuzBuzz Monthly Magazine. more…

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"Destiny by Abinash Parajuli" Poetry.net. STANDS4 LLC, 2018. Web. 20 Aug. 2018. <https://www.poetry.net/poem/43669>.

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