Misc. Poems
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If tomorrow does not come to me,
You know, I would not care... -
My
Wings may not... -
My spirit fuses with the ether;
Subtle life force currents... -
Why am I always the first to make contact?
Why do I care what people think... -
Mirror on the wall
no blind spots in the corner... -
Who are we but lost souls who walk this earth
Once scattered in the torrid wind now hastens in... -
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O look we are kissing butterflies!
O look our kisses are, a butterfly... -
Give chance to healing
not to the wound, by being... -
the night is nigh
my eye can see... -
Sine Malitia
-Without Malevolence... -
a really silly and chilly boy
jumped into Spring Flowers... -
i first saw you, trapped in the bosom of a poem
written in sanskrit – archaic in the sense, an...