Poetry
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I Call You by My Name
Read more: I Call You by My NameSpinning the time wheel I spin a yarn a tale of two mirroring souls memories are like fireflies they light up your heart align your body, your soul to the first encounter. We stood on the same rope bridge staring, then suddenly walk towards each other how our shadows melted in the lyric aubade of…
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Folktales
Read more: FolktalesA golden ring with a lion’s head etched on it a wife caught in the waves of hazard ‘Revive a little, I’m daughter of the wise sage Vishvamitra the birthplace of virtuosity the creator of the Gayatri mantra at least look for yourself in the eyes of your child, memory is a genetic disorder. Slice…
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Sign Language
Read more: Sign LanguageUnder the oriental sun the sightless man is driving again. He knows the way knows these roads by heart. He drives with care never reckless. He says, “Turn down the radio I can’t hear when you whisper.” Instead, I turn it up because I know if I whisper softer it will sound like a train…
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Navigating That Blue #2
Read more: Navigating That Blue #2That blue never eludes me. Today wisps in the winter sky press in reminding me to keep the pale sun at my back delicately follow the outline of the mountains listen to the scalloped silence of the birds.
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I Cloud The Orphan Sky
Read more: I Cloud The Orphan SkyI walk breathing the city’s faint stink cross a treeless square shivering in the dark see myself inhabiting a wasteland of little flags a broken sky not by birds but by black drones circling the globe, covering liquid distances swift as a pang through the body.
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Raptures
Read more: RapturesEyes open against the summer heat Only a dog’s bark disturbs the air A few minutes ago there was no wind The heartfelt deadly calm burned Into its habits forgetting to make brilliant plans
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Evening Dream
Read more: Evening DreamWith your ardour In that green valley You raised your hand To the evening sky, I remember too. Looking two glazing stars of That silvery evening, Two cormorants were
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My Love In The Folds Of Mountain
Read more: My Love In The Folds Of MountainIn the realm where mountains loom, With folds of Secrets and sorrows, There lies a love That brightly blooms, Beyond the Reach of dark tomorrows.
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In a Frozen Bed
Read more: In a Frozen BedIn the land of beauty In the realm of nature’s grace, The mountain peak Touches the sky, Where the snowy beds ascend. The mount adorned in pristine white Where a jewel in the crown basking in golden sun rays.
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Fall
Read more: FallThey are asleep now and silent. with two sharp cries the yellow bird flies away, feathers begin to fall into the world below, slowly, one after another. they are too many to count.