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Poetry |
Poetry.
Oh poetry...now there is a life saver...a refresher so ample
at the time when my mind's throat is most chapped ....it is
like the morning light...that arouses all living
creatures....seeping through blocked nostrils... and filling
up foul lungs.... there is a hope when nothing seems to make sense... in
this brisk world.
"Mine is a home in the skies. I soar and Glide...what
I have put here is a whiff of that fleeting breeze. temporal,
but titillating.."
Welcome to this page...I thought deeply and for a long
time...before I could come to a decision as to what I ought to
include...and what to leave out.. Please understand that I may
not be able to satisfy every one's taste...however, whatever
material you read here....is aimed at providing encouragement
to those who are seeking for it.
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