Poetry
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The Untouchable and Invisible World
The uncontrollable Digital World Is stuck in an unstoppable whirl Untouchable like a hot and crazy lava flow Madder than a mist and snow in ... -
My Freedom, Mon Amor
“Tip-tapTip-tap,One-TwoOne-Two,”I repeat. “One-stepOne-step,One-TwoTwo-Three,”He whispers. I falter,I sway,I trip,I bumble. I leap,I soar,I fly,I descend. “My love,My love,”I call. “My dove,You okay?”He asks. “My darling,Never ... -
Like A Naked Branch
Leaves keep accumulating under trees. Naked branchesgreet me unabashedon my way home. Their canopy touches the skywith delicate extensions, whispering –“being bare indicates strength.” I expose ... -
The radiance on his face
The radiance on his face shows all. His folded hands say all. He won all negotiations with the One. While alive, he meditated and ... -
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Circle of a Day
The rising and setting of the sunIs constant in its pathAs is the constant of day and nightand life and death Sometimes we have ... -
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On Days Like These
Missing you, like a bee and her hiveLike the sun with no skyMissing you, like the moon of last nightLike a light with no ... -
My Ghost, My Beloved
You walk throughWalls, you hauntMy every step. I cannot shake you. You whisper inDarkest nights, callingMe in my sleep. I cannot ignore you. Everywhere ...
