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Beloved, when you have let me walk barefoot In this dew garden...

Strip by stripI’ve skinned this faceMy raw storyHangs now as fleshKiss me, this is howOur past......

If you were to peelThe layers of reasonYou’d see a gash,The truth;Reach there. Heal....

Right now, just like thatI let a memory of youSlip through my sleeveAnd drop to the......

The scene: a sunlit panchayat building, un-plastered walls, dusty window panes on rusting frames, a ceiling......

1 – The City Reacts to News about the War The city is a dream drafted......

If only she had been allowedto complete her story.A voice from behind the shroud of fearwould......

She’d left the office around 10 pm and was attempting to cross the busy main road......

“A beautiful achievement. Her poems speak up for humanity, turning a compassionate lyric gaze on the......