I am learning patience as I make a cut-out.Of fishes and flowers,the skirt of the poppy like the gill of the fish.My fishes swim in some childhood home.A memory flashes by like some extinguished flame.I burn as I take hold of the lamp.The pain in my spine is new,my brain can take no more. Through … Continue reading A day with a poppy plant
Day 2 ~ Journal Entry
Day 2 When I started writing the journal, I was sure I am going to be really hopeful but as I write this my hope is on the verge of breaking. Hope is a big word for your little mouth, I am assuring myself. The world runs on hope but it’s a vague system for … Continue reading Day 2 ~ Journal Entry
The Poetic Elixir 
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