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Again in this world
many citadels been made
where I could put my feet,
however ground is always oblivion
the sweet scent of Your effervescence
keep arriving,
filling me,
I am hindered
by my senses
yet the method
does not intoxicates,
and as I think of these kriyas
how You wake up, eat, sleep and slumber
I wish You would have known
how I wished to belong,
not to be neglected,
to be loved.

Am I being selfish?


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Echoes, my new poetry book

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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
on my sky are my aspirations
where horizon of blue sublime,
tiny corpuscles of lime,
from where I have sprung and this haste
do I even know the melody…

Again the Sky

First published on Literary journal.

Today showered again the sky I wondered if soaking the streets I choose to ignore.
Small leaves sprout and crawl inside me, branches spread out, straws are collected nests are created.
Lone pathway on feet speck of air or earth so full, and my own heart's silence in this moment's time.

Moon and stars

moon again behind
the hills what
myth I build on my story


a star out of canvas
I am 
here with truth


few stars in sky
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only one more round
at moon hedge
full of jasmine