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 I must confess to you, in honesty, that I do not possess sufficiently descriptive words to guage, in poetry, the hubris of your broadcast pe... [read more] |
 প্রিয় সায়ান, প্রিয় রাদিত- আশাকরি তোমরা দুজনেই ভাল আছো। তোমাদের দু'জনের জার্নালের প্রতি উৎসাহ আমার উতসাহকেও বাড়িয়ে দিয়েছে অনেক। নতুন প... [read more] |
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All of who I was First set out to be and Part of who I’ve become Was encoded From the start. It reminds me of... [read more] |
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"Erotics, of Eros' efforts, or Cupid's,"somehow avoid the hollows of my heart. "(I take this as a kind of persecution--- "all people are aga... [read more] |
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my morning is the color of falling leaves and rain, beautifully sad as they mingle and dance, staini... [read more] |
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Although they sought to sever my connection with whom I loved then, with intense affection, my parents gave this opportunity to me, four yea... [read more] |
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I cannot quite digest his that grisled sample of his clodhopping exemplifications of those who flaunt their verbal demonstrations of their l... [read more] |
 The cosmic touch.I was facing moon,thinking, about the end ofuniverse and millionsof blue butterflies.Someone didn't want to diein snow-whit... [read more] |
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I don't write a poem.The poem writes mefor you. A ceremony oftears to fill in the vacuum.Those eyes were bluelike the serene lakes. Howmy ro... [read more] |
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His mind is so insouciantly rejective, no outside thought can enter or pass muster; but is blown off by his storming invective, which he exp... [read more] |
 Spin slow like a hurricane. So fast, you've changed on me. You aren't the same. You aren't the same person that you used to be. I broke you.... [read more] |
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I hate myself. There is nothing, it seems; That I can do right. I am a ruiner. You are too good for me, it seems. The more I try to fix this... [read more] |
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Is the truth too hot to handle,Or is the quest a trial by fire?Maybe it's a trial for one's innermost burning flame not to expire I h... [read more] |
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CORONA Meetings online. This is not fine. Hour after hour. Virus has all the power. I sit in front of the screen.... [read more] |
 In the water I met the one I wished to be. As I watched her walk away, swaying like- like- like I read everything to find you in the... [read more] |