Once and then a couple more time

I looked for a four leaf clover

One minute too long;

Now my father; he thinks I'm

Gone for good

"Hands are meant to build &

Eyes to envision — pathetic.”

My teacher thinks I'm set to find

A new species but

"Read some botany books too.”

The passerby's wonder if I'm about to

Retch, hunched over on the sidewalk.

A friend, he says,

"Lift your head, you've

Nothing to be ashamed of.”

And a couple more say

A couple more things.

& I know

They're all right.

They're all wrong.

Hunched, head down, beady eyed

I'll look for the 4 leaf clover

All my life. Then, I'll crush it

Once I find.

Yesterday, I saw two

In my dream,

These hands have made me noone,

I'm nearly a hunchback —

But oh was I happy,

I was so happy.

— In the morning.

Bipyum Chaulagain is a 21 year old poet who is currently pursuing his undergraduate degree in English Literature and Psychology. He likes to hike, draw and read books in his free time. His work has been published in Last Leaves Magazine, The Elixir and Blue Crystal Literary Magazine previously.