End and beginningtheir beauty lies deep withinsurface brevity © Dedicated to the poet who taught me that haikus aren't "silly little things".
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Unborn
Come, O Muse and fillthe poetess with thine kinthat unborn, doth scream © Isha Garg
Greetings, and glad tidings!
Dear reader,Hope you've been well! It's been a while since I've written here, but I have been occupied nonetheless, in literary pursuits, so to speak! :)Just wanted to let you know that my book, Dark River, a deluge of poetry, is now also available for the Indian market. You may find it here 👇 https://www.amazon.in/dp/B09XHRZMZY/ref=cm_sw_r_apan_i_Y3SXHTA9VJG84SM7W5EM… Continue reading Greetings, and glad tidings!
Give me a poem…
Give me a poem on sleepless nights In the depths of anxiety give me a rhyme Give me a verbal melody to soothe my heart for in the notes of notes all troubles depart Give me a sonnet no needless sighing Let the sun set amid versifying Give me a poem in the blue morning… Continue reading Give me a poem…
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