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Sylvan Summons

I lie down on the sylvan floor, to hear the ancient call. I listen to the lore, through winter, spring, summer and fall. Through the pit I bore, embraced the past in thrall.

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The Way Light Forgives

Every sunrise feels older now, like it’s seen me fall and still returns— I think that’s what love must be. It doesn’t ask for explanations, doesn’t wait for me to be ready. It just shows up— steady, unembarrassed, pouring gold over the ruins. The kettle hums,

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The Untapped Symphony

Let me fly a thousand miles in my dreams, As only in dreams, I feel truly free. Let me wash my sins in rivers of pure streams, Where fear of drowning claims no hold on me. Let me not be judgmental, Of the quiet virtues of those with tender hearts,

The Gossip of Ghosts 👻

From the journal of a love-lorn lady, year unknown... This night, the house speaks again... It murmurs his name through the broken pane, as though love itself were trapped between brick and breath... I dare not answer, lest the silence grow jealous... The neighbours call it gossip, say the walls

Skyward

I looked up today, and for once, the sky didn’t feel distant— it felt like an answer. The coconut tree swayed, the wind hummed something ancient, and I realized— maybe peace isn’t found, maybe it’s remembered. Life stands like that tree, rooted deep in shifting sand, learning

An Encounter

Spotted you across the room,  put a spell on you,  led you to the mossy forest ground.  You danced to my beat  on our first meet. Dangerous but exciting.  Time to embrace or leave the maze.  So, what will it be?  Leave or stay,  we'll always have this

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Sindoor Glow

The sindoor does not just rest on her skin— it transforms her. Her face, already a garden of laughter, suddenly carries the radiance of flame. Every curve of her smile glitters brighter, her eyes bloom softer, yet stronger— as if the sun itself leaned closer to watch her shine. In

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Bound To Motion

Each to their own orbit, bound, Each to their own center, wound. Each in their own sphere, confined, Each in their own spin, defined.

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Howl: A Note From the Observer

For an observer, I do nothing but watch what has come of my people. Blinded by golden hills of greed, heedless of the agonised screams.  Of children whose skin peeled back from flesh, and brittle bone ground to ash.  People who shed tears for forgotten wars, buried beneath concrete and

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Tables turn, yours will too

Just as adversity came into your life without knocking, Joy will too, seep into your life again like sunlight on a Monday morning. You will brew a cup of coffee, and it won't be your survival liquid, But a thing you are thankful to sip on - it

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For Summer

Please be a little slow, oh summer ! In sunflower fields , sleep a little, oh summer ! On mangoes and jackfruit logs where bees buzz and stuck With thy warmth lives bloomed with the grandeur of luck. Shaking of the drunken drowsiness of Spring . All in a tune those sun soaked afternoons

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REDISCOVERING THE SAREE THROUGH THE LENS OF THE SUNDRESS TREND

This time last year, when my best friend and I were discussing how pretty sundresses were, I didn’t anticipate a trend starting in the United States, where young men and women have become equally obsessed with colourful, graceful sundresses. In a world where we can all wear whatever we