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Reflections on life and death Dragged out the latent poetess in me But why I became reticent When it came to life? Life itself is a beautiful ..

Life is not smooth, but tangle Which makes my music jangle. I weave fantasies with my dreams Fertile mind thus complements my whims

Reminiscing motherO' mother it's been more than three decadessince you were no more with usyou were the lamp that we got loststill, we tr..

Merry Xmas Wishing you all merry Xmas Wishing you all joy amass

MotherhoodIt's the same old tale of Bhangasvana, the kingwhose name and fame even today folks singIrritated the Lord Indra, so meanTransformed th..

The pandemic càlled Covid It's effects, all but a few couldn't avoid Left iñ our life à void Which noñe could be devoid..

How much capable I am of Love Selfishness in me taught Whether to give or take , I admit I am most selfish. No other E-motion can stir Hidden f..

SHÀDOWS. OF. LIFE I dared to dream at eventide Of orange sunshine of the dawn In my dream the day stretches Baskin..

FEAR As a child I'd fear for the unknown The unknown me had no fear As an adult I've no fear for the unknown The kno..

RAINPast------- Sunny days of yore Reminds me of joy In nostalgia I long for That moment to recur ..