Perched in the dusky sky, Among the constellation of stars, I beam ;I’m the brightest being that one can see, I’m a poet’s muse and an artist’s delight. However,I am…
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Life is a tapestry that is woven from myriad hues of threads called experiences, The threads used could be seemingly random, and sometimes lackluster, And at times entangled and frayed…
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Drowned in Love ‘neath the seraphic moonlit sky, Our ardent hearts sing together, Eyes drowned in love, our ecstatic spirits dance to soar high. You are my soul…
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“As promised, here is your favorite summer treat – double scoop butterscotch ice cream cone topped with sprinkles and a chocolate wafer,” said Pankaj to his ten year old son…
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Fourteenth Century, Romania There was a time when my tormented soul sought the warmth and solace of a tender heart. I desperately yearned to be pulled out from the…
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Voices in my Head During the blank hours filled with solitude, I hear voices within my concealed mind, The silent screams sound like cacophony, Looming memories flash before my…
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At times, when memories, thoughts and feelings flood my mind, familiar images that may seem random at first, evolve into words that emerge with incoherence, And as I put my…
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When I fell For a poet… Words I uttered Ignited his pen. He Lured feelings From my heart. Adorned Verses with Figures of speech. Imageries Danced…
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Seek for me during the period of twilight before sunrise, In those sublime moments, I stay concealed. Search for me in the smudged words of a tarnished letter, In the…