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The Noble Buddha said Life is full of suffering and Boy, he wasn’t lying!There are wars and bombs and young…
Lullaby burnt hair what gets mixed in serving foam: Gaia fissure describe a deep cut snuff pouch…
Absorbed within the soul’s abyss,Far from the clinch of time,He’s mastering the state of bliss—A practice so sublime. The wind…
Amidst the ebb and flow, life’s dance unfurls,Where change, elusive, transforms and swirls.Glide through the currents, embrace the unknown,For growth…
By Shamik Banerjee Sparrow Time Noisy flockers battling overFlatbread morsels on a dish.Mother kept these when Earth’s zenithFirst enclasped the…
Poem The edge of the dock was where his world began. Not the town. The souvenir shops. The bar with…
The sun slides into the amorphous horizonDay passes softly over to the nightThe sky steadily loses its blueAnd merges into…
POEM Sitting in the garden on a warm winter afternoon, Under the vast, clear, azure sky, In the shade of…
Winter Sparrow I still remember the ruckus you made,flittering around the house on those little legs of yours. Your vain…