Growing limbs anew is an arduous task, you are bestowed with a pair of new shoes that don’t jive, hope urges you on, but you are flooded and flowing and flooding in more than one tributary at the same
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cloudburst. I soared in rainbow showers. the wind swept the cloud away. my parched skin throbs for color. This poem is written for BARATHON DAY 6. For a change, I thought I shall follow the suggested prompt:)
Poetry of emotions – Helplessness
I am a fireman blazing on my firetruck and here I am watching my house burn down again and again while I stay stuck behind a bulletproof glass –helplessness Emotions are the epicenter of the human experience. This poem is
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It is #PlasticFreeJuly and I have been trying to refuse single-use plastic. I have also tried to consciously weigh the impact my purchases make on the environment. On the other hand, as mothers, we always want to provide the best
Is that Imposter home tonight? #BarAThon
In April this year, my ideas were like the spring melting from a Himalayan glacier under the warm summer glow. They flowed with clarity and reflected the sun and I was bashful enough to fancy myself a poet. This part