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Gowri Bhargav

I’m a certified storyteller, a writer/poet by passion and a perpetual dreamer. This blog is home to all my writings—stories, poetry, travelogues, book reviews and much more. Do show your love by reading and commenting.

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Embers of Love

Embers of Love

Between my paused breaths, Mon amour, I yearn, My vapid eyes shed tears with gnawing pain, Like wilted roses, piece by piece I fall, My tarnished verses pine for thy return.   Spring vanished sadly, autumn seems so stern, A distant winter storm doth brew with...

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My Philia

My Philia

  Should I call you a mother? Providing a safe haven  You nurture me in ways several, And witness every milestone of mine with great ardor.   Should I call you a child? Ruffling through my untamed hair You oft tug at my dangling shawl And naughtily toss the...

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Only You

Only You

The crepuscular sky was tinged with shades of pink, purple, and orange. The sun was slowly setting yet again, bidding adieu to the world, making a solemn promise to appear the next day. The mighty ocean basked under the hues of eventide, shimmering and dancing...

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Mon Amour! I Found Thee

Mon Amour! I Found Thee

  I had sculpted the dusky sky every night, Fervently looking for love Among countless stars. Thou wast the subliminal moon, Illuminating my soul in soft refulgence... I had meandered across fields several, Hoping to find ambrosial flowers that would seldom wilt....

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Solitary Evening

Solitary Evening

The crepuscular sky was tinged with the kaleidoscopic hues of eventide, A heavenly sight to behold… Chirping birds like songsters sang their songs in unison Before returning to their nests, The lights of the city shimmered one after the other, As the sky now twinkled...

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Songs from the Heart

Songs from the Heart

He said; "My love! I'm neither a good tradesman, nor an artist, A novice in everything, long is the list. I neither have diamonds nor any gold, But my simmering love will ne'er turn cold. I carry my heart on my sleeve, My feelings are true, please dost believe. Thou...

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