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  • Poetry

    Fugitive

    I have come to bow down Who wants to have the salty taste of freedom? This earth feels tasteless, vulnerable grief I’ve escaped by breaking time’s swallow A drenched crow fled away Indifferent contemplation…

    August 10, 2019
  • Poetry

    Towards a Love

    My love, I’m coming with a speed of 60mph. I’m running destructing the town, the bazaar and the habitats. After a long exile, I’m coming dangerously and ferociously. Meanwhile, my emotions have surpassed God…

    August 10, 2019
  • Poetry

    Aimless Bus

    I was waiting for a bus- without a destination That long-awaited bus reached at a historic public meeting After a summer, a monsoon and a late autumn, after a long wait. That weathered bus…

    August 10, 2019