Once
the sculpted face
Fell
and with it
fell
Our pride
Our demons
We made love after that
By the sides of our past.
(For 'Magpie Tales', photo-prompt courtesy :Magpie tales)
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The State Funeral
At least they have given her The State Funeral With tongue cut, She could not have spoken for The rare award, The police have done the th...
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That boat of Madhu the boatman Is left tied at the ghat of Rajganj No one is taking it As it is filled with jute raw; If they would give... -
What had made Brahm to compose Such a tune, with such poise? What comforting idea made him To put music into such a rhythm? What inexpre...
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At least they have given her The State Funeral With tongue cut, She could not have spoken for The rare award, The police have done the th...