Khwahish – deepest longing or desire. Yearning. My younger self would probably cringe at how hopelessly romantic I have become. That this 30-something woman…

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Khwahish – deepest longing or desire. Yearning. My younger self would probably cringe at how hopelessly romantic I have become. That this 30-something woman…
we would meet one dayat the edge of a sunsetwhere time slowly flows byto pluck memoriesand watch them dissipateinto the silent purple skies would…
What do you know of the pain in my heartit longs to go numbwhen the spring starts bleeding daisiesand camellias aboundI dig memoriessix feet…
I caught the Crux last nightf o t n l a i gamidst stardust and ragingmolecular cloudsfor 20 million years we don’t walk under…
The comfort of a long relationship! A short poem dedicated to the love I found many many years ago at the lunch table in…
Rainbows can be so poetic. Everytime I see one, words starting forming in my head. Not rhyming words, but free verses flowing and weaving…