Ghazal
The Wandering Soul
Punya Prasad Kaphle
February 21, 2026 •
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Farther you go, memory comes near,
I cry aloud, but you can’t hear.
The world applauds the smile on my face,
Beneath it sleeps the deadliest fear.
You touched my eyes, and I smiled,
My eyes now shed an ocean of tears.
How shall I quiet this wandering soul?
My heart remains here, its beats are there.
You came and taught me how to live my life;
Now teach me death - and disappear.