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  • Broken Wings Are Still Alive

    Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I’ll rise. – Maya Angelou “Move..move..this is the moment, fly..” I was hearing a sound within, something like, a whisper, A voice, from the far.. someone was calling me inside. I wanted to stretch my wings, but I…

  • Goddess Of The Light

      [The soul is lying in the darkness. Homeless, like an orphan. It’s wandering, searching for the light. Unaware of the glory ahead, it’s lost, somewhere in the dark, somewhere, in the valley of darkness. At this unreal hour, at the last stroke of the night, a light appears. Here awakes, goddess of the light.]…

  • Prelude To The Piedpiper

      O’ Prince Of Flute, I was just a piece of bamboo, spanless, fragile, It was you who first breathed on me, gave me your tears & smile. Too many memories, too many wonders, Together we danced, into the thunders. We searched for the unknown, travelled hills and dales, Sometimes captivating, like the fairytales. With…

  • Letters Of Love – Dear Ivan

        I have died everyday, waiting for you Darling, don’t be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years I’ll love you for a thousand more   Dear Ivan, It’s been long I wrote a letter to you. For some years, I left writing letters. I tried many times, but whenever I started…

  • Unveiled

      “I, will, firstly, strip myself of clothes and ornaments. Then I intend to peel off this light brown skin and shatter my bones. At last, I hope you will be able to see my homeless, orphan, intensely beautiful soul, deep within the bone, deep down under, beneath even the marrow, in a fourth dimension.”…