We play games sometimes With ourselves, our hearts With the person we love most Or the one we love least� We lose ourselves always With the one who owns us With the one who shows us Life is difficult without him� We believe in life With our love we strangle the mind With our hopesContinueContinue reading “move on”
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moi favourite poem
somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond any experience, your eyes have their silence: in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me, or which i cannot touch because they are too near your slightest look will easily unclose me though i have closed myself as fingers, you open always petal by petal myselfContinueContinue reading “moi favourite poem”
Atha with Anita Satyajit 