TO KNOW THE UNKNOWN

Friday, June 13, 2025

Primal Sense

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My fingers enwrapped the bosom of a coupe As I gazed around, unfazed. The heat was unreal. A mechanical purr loomed in the room Desp...
Thursday, December 19, 2024

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  When bubbles pop! My 6-year-old loves to talk. When he is not asking his father questions, or enlightening me with his thoughts, he is t...
Friday, November 11, 2022

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 Death in the house Each time their eyes met, there was solace. Hers spoke of a resignation... A plea to be free silenced by tears W...
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Monday, March 08, 2021

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 Wounded To love me, is to love the complete me The once butter soft skin, now wrinkled With lines like crowfeet marking the happy days The ...
Saturday, February 13, 2021

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  Caf é   The only bond was that of the coffee – Sipping which, they sat still together. Their thoughts, by now, quite chose to diff...
Friday, January 08, 2021

First love

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They never met for years. He found love,  And she found the confidence in kindness.  Roads not crossed, journeys bordered by myriad emotions...
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Monday, May 09, 2011

Aami....

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Amar modhye katota poriborton eshechhe ta vabtey boshle odbhut laage. Nijer ekta motamot ekta vabadorsho, ekta ichhe of leading a particlar ...
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