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Krishna Bliss – Poem#1
Kalachand, the black moon has blindfolded my eyes, He is chasing me always in the form of a black shepherd boy. I can feel, the black boy has bonded me with a bond of affection and tied me up with the Supreme illusion.
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You Write What You Have to Write at That Hour
We writers, can’t write anything that we wish to. We only write what we have to write at that hour. Maybe, we don’t choose the hour and the genre of writing but they choose us to be written.
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I Will Celebrate My Independence when I Will Get the Freedom of Choice
I will celebrate my independence when I will gather the courage to tell the world that whatever I choose, it’s my choice




