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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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My Home

My Home

Walking up the mountains, Sifting through the deserts, Imprinting footprints along the river, Trampling the fallen leaves of forests dense, These weary boots of mine had seen the seasons change, I’d walked with them treading paths many, Searching for a place that...

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Diffused Dreams

Diffused Dreams

  As night unfolds Drawing the curtains of the day, Echoes of the mortal world slowly diffuse And I retire to revisit the tarnished paper Held within the confines of my mind… Etching the same dream that I weave every night I sculpt your face in wild imageries,...

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Lingering Love Songs

Lingering Love Songs

  Sequined songs of love I try to forget, Erasing every memory of you, Alas! If only our eyes had ne’er met, No seeds would be sown for a storm to brew. ‘Twas a fatal attraction, time’d stood still, We merged into a framed constellation, I loved the idea of you...

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My Tapestry of Life

My Tapestry of Life

Stitching gilded moments into a colourful tapestry, Weaving all words I’ve garnered into unending verses, I’d revisit kaleidoscopic memories that waft across pages, Stitching gilded moments into a colourful tapestry. Weaving all words I’ve garnered into unending...

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Laws of Attraction

Laws of Attraction

As I sculpt constellations in the canvas of your eyes, I’m hit by galactic love storms of every size, A black hole you seem, as I spiral and get lost in the abysmal well of passion, Time comes to a standstill, as our eloquent eyes exchange words in rapid succession,...

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When Hope Seemed to Fade

When Hope Seemed to Fade

Walls seemed to close in, pockets were empty, End of the tunnel she wondered if she’d ever see, The soup had been thinned, how it seemed runny! In endless chores she had herself buried. The cracks in the roof yawned to spite, Shadows across walls seemed to fight, Days...

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