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Exile

Storm

Where all these will lead?! The storm of change Un-root living trees of pain bedded inside the poet’s heart; mirrors are breaking; clouds are moving forward. Landscapes of change gives you everything you need To begin a new life, a... Continue Reading →

Serena, Bodhi tree

With deep gratitude to my earthy family and the roles they have played all through my life, in joy and pain. They kept me awake and true to who I am, ... my faith is my true home. Do not... Continue Reading →

The timeless grays

To Snooky In corner of the old room, Memories are pulsing. She remembers her parallel lives In different shapes In permanent color of grays. The woman At the edge of forty-six years, Gives her hair The freedom To return To... Continue Reading →

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