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Tickets for my Train

My train only likes to travel on the dark track of idleness. The passengers were never sure of their destination. They drink and merry to the...

OCTOBER

THIS transient seasonthe plants get to pause from all the growingthe ground is not soft and not fine enough to be blown off the roadthe farmers store...

A reflection on the works of Nicholas Roerich

I caught my breath when I finally sat in my seat in the flight. The journey to the airport to catch the flight had...

Lucid Dreamer

As the earth swallows each bones freeing its enchanted soul to a still world; It may seem to you that solitude is your only convoy...

Relief

I call this a regeneration of a flower. I feel a lot better these days. And I know I should cherish every bit of it...

Baking Poetry

I tried baking poetry today I took a mixing bowl and gently let 1 cup of words 4 eggs of imagination 250 ml of milky passion 1/2 teaspoon of...

That year, dirty money began to flow in

That year, dirty money began to flow in.  Some escaped, some tried, and some drowned. Some hated, some loved. Now these ones who loved- Their...

Overwhelmed

Do you feel overwhelmedat the sight of green fieldsAnd a blade of grassLit up like a fine emerald stone?Do your mind get lost in...

Sombre Summertime

Will a man's sadness ever cease? And all at once be at peace?              Shall a man's toil be worthless,              When his winter is ruthless? Could a...

Morung: An Ode

Amidst the land of my forefathers;Stood a Hall praised for its excellence.The whites who roam our borders;Extol it greater than theirs. A hall filled with...
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