A visit to the Holy City of Vrindavan opened up a new chapter to the book of life. Besides being a city of temples it is also a city of Widows. This poem is the poet's reflection of her visit at Maitri Ghar Widhwa Ashram.
The Widows of Maitri Ghar
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MOTHER DIVINE
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THE JACARANDA
Perky pretty, petite, purples so pious It appears the soils have practiced bias Amid the light and dark shades of green The Jacaranda spreads a purple sheen
Sikiladi 