Tag: India

• This Love, my love (15/08/2020)

  While we were still together,My enslaved mind couldn’t appreciate You much.It’s been 5 years abroad now, and I have joyously visited You thriceAnd vividly dreamed of You several times. This morning as I woke up, I thought of YouI then had a quick vision of being a foreign flower deeply rooted in Your immortal landblossomed…

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  August 15, 2020

  Poems

  Ferragosto, India, poem