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Till fate do us part

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Hawk’s return

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brown gal in the rain

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How spring comes

  Gathering their frosty fingers, the cold gales retreat Stepping back into the climes from whence they came. And, out dribbles benevolence from a salubrious sun; Tippling its warmth, it shines as if smiling joyously.   The pristine duvet of puffy white snow embraces The tepid love and dissolves into …

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An ode to bygone summers

The whiff of roses in the air, the scent of jasmine that I hold dear, The laden boughs of the cherry & peach; signal that summer’s here. Branches straining to accommodate, groaning & heavy with fruit; Delicious mangoes, plums and chikoos; even leeches to boot! The Banyan & Neem in …

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Selenophile

In its cradle, the crescent moon slept Occasionally peaking from behind the eiderdown Of soft cottony clouds that blew wantonly, Almost willfully in the skies.   Ah! It was a starry, starry night; Made of twinkling brilliance amid the granite skies. The stars sparkled, magical dust of diamonds Strewn on …

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