I need an ark,
pure as paper
before the poem,
to celebrate
my ostrich-moments!
to dream beyond the Niles,
to find a Moses deep within me!
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[Poem]: For a New Blossom
While waiting for a new blossom, Let you not forget watering the roots, Droplets will dance with your feet! ...
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[Note: The pictures are from the Dalit History Month Celebrations and Panel Discussion on Endurance, Solidarity and Liberation , conduc... -
( image courtesy alamy.com) Above all, do not forget. ...
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Crushed in your memories, bruised in your agonies, I wonder how you transcend melancholy into melodies! In th...
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