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life at twenty five

home in distant lands

we are, stardust in a galaxy far away

silent thirst of the human soul - tea

this poem is derived from verse Prem Patra by बद्री नारायण

at times, just one is enough

in pursuit of success, we leave behind more than just footsteps

a word of caution

search for a morning

as I hung the painting

I have found spending money on skin care ridiculously unworthy.

the world needs bad writers to appreciate good ones