{"version":"1.0","type":"rich","provider_name":"Kabul Press","provider_url":"https:\/\/www.kabulpress.org","title":"Five Poems: This Life, Belief, Foreign Land, Desert and The Old Mountain","author_name":"Chandra Gurung","width":"600","height":"400","url":"https:\/\/mail.bamyanpress.com\/article240529.html","html":"\u003Ch4 class='title'\u003E\u003Ca href='https:\/\/mail.bamyanpress.com\/article240529.html'\u003EFive Poems: This Life, Belief, Foreign Land, Desert and The Old Mountain\u003C\/a\u003E\u003C\/h4\u003E\u003Cblockquote class='spip'\u003E\n\u003Cp\u003EThis Life \n\u003Cbr class='autobr' \/\u003E\nThis life, From the cup of a tea early in the morning Carrying desires of touching skies Soars high in the form of steam. \n\u003Cbr class='autobr' \/\u003E\nAfter a while Dashes here and there Wanders around the world of fantasy. And finally, Dissolves into nowhere before realizing its dream. \n\u003Cbr class='autobr' \/\u003E\nSometimes, Standing on an estranged place I slowly sip the tea of life Prepared without sugar and tea leaves, Neither any color, Nor any taste, And without any sweetness in it, Only to subside the hunger of dreams And to (\u2026)\u003C\/p\u003E\n\u003C\/blockquote\u003E\n"}