When misunderstood was I By one and all And loneliness ran me dry Together for hours did we cry You braved the norms And made me smile My friend you lit the torch And brought some hope to me.
MY FRIEND
When misunderstood was I By one and all And loneliness ran me dry Together for hours did we cry You braved the norms And made me smile My friend you lit the torch And brought some hope to me.
Not much is spoken about fathers though they play a crucial role in ones life. This poem is a tribute to a father missed by his child when death did them apart.
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A niche I carved for my heart Of spiritual treats of meditation darts
Indian woman carries the lineage of the wisdom of Saraswati, Love of Laxmi, Strength of Parvati and courage of Durga.
The Valentine Poem as published in The Asian Weekly, Valentine issue 12feb-18feb2016 ,Edition 286. www.theasianweekly.net VALENTINE Emerging from the closets Of the Claudius clad Rome Came the silent whiff of love Oozing hidden behind bars Not him who wept silently in pain He knew crying gave none any gain Instead he sprinkled the Love rain … Continue reading THE VALENTINE POEM
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Rest In Peace. We often say this phrase for those deceased. Is there a way to change that? Read on to know more.