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Understanding is freedom

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Poetry

Loss

Loss is an aching word Down the throat of silence Waiting for an entry In white room of acceptance. Years of waiting to call it a mistake, To call it "missing a bus" but not a loss. Not a point... Continue Reading →

The other side of life

I used to know who I am, calling my name inside the bobble of life. I used to know, who my relations are, thinking no one will go away, but they did. Some, I asked them to leave,, some, asked... Continue Reading →

A stranger, my lover

‚ÄčIn a room full of light, shadow has no space to play a part.  Walls seem falling out of their frames, inside seems widen an outside disappearing in landscape of time. the last two weeks inside the walls, not knowing... Continue Reading →

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