Peace & Truth
Whenever I pick up my pento write a poetrymy words and thoughtsstart flickeringlike rays in the vagabond airteasing, impelling and compellingmy heart and mindto weigh facts and factorsin an ambiguous dichotomyof seen and unseen,known and unknown,past, ahead and what isnow and immediate… Numerous meandering thoughts,pointed and causticunsettle me for a whileI wish to make themas […]
Writing A Poetry
Life can be likened to a bouquet of roses, each with its unique charm. Some roses sparkle like raindrops, while others lose their luster in the absence of sunlight. Some roses wilt away with time, while others bloom in a kaleidoscope of colors. Some roses sag with drooping petals, while others captivate with their beauty. However, it is vital to acknowledge that the perception of beauty resides in the eyes of the beholder.
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