the warmth of saffron milk
anticipation of unscraped henna
allured by the parrot’s flirtatious whistles
i wonder which of us is caged
like gathering clouds only tease
it is your laughter that deceives
was the pedestal not high enough?
The Power of Story
poetry and some more
Cogito, ergo sum
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This blog is all about writing and will also feature my poetry!