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Sowing the Seeds

I did not knew dirt, perhaps only dust when it comes to home. But since I have acquired this new flat near Chandigarh, I was wondering why surfaces were making me uncomfortable despite daily cleaning. My quota of cleansers must have just begun with Colin power cleaner. Here the marble is light earth color which reflects back the surroundings and me. With a gap of day, I started with some hard stains forgetting to put on gloves on the first day. But now at the end of a week, I feel that I just acquired home skills understanding how cleanliness can be achieved and makes difference.

shuffling the rest of pots
for more sun 
tendril turns


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Consistency where life frames women in different roles and you feel inhabited.

In such serenity I sit and think saturated with thoughts.  A woman speaking of in her element perennially devises how way further will be for her without the barriers of struggle.  Nature is succour.  One easily connects with primal action born of thought. As innate as vital energy of mind and body, the poems here touch aspects of womanhood subliminally.

It would not be in woods or meadows far reaching only through echoes, it would beat deep inside throbbing and touching through aspects of life.

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Cold winds with those dark clouds
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where horizon of blue sublime,
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do I even know the melody…

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