Feb 28, 2021

Is That You?

In the translucent wobble of my memory
I see a familiar face fleeting by.
Barely a moment
And then the ripple of pain distorts
What this eternal lake remembers.

Goodbye Ganesha

As long stretches of empty cranes stood waiting, for the last of the Ganesha's to bid adieu, I felt my eyes welling up from a sadness th...

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