Ok Jaanu

If anyone knows me in and out, there is one thing they are sure about, I am not very good at hiding my emotions. And those emotions in me are…
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Incarnadine

The platelets, plasma and hemoglobin that churn, With the petal folds of my heart to blossom a red rose, Making their own music of a gush that I discern, Thudding…
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An Old Monk

A bud is plucked before could bloom, Friendly four corners snore of this room; What lives when that dies in whom, Leftover moist ashes of last monsoon. How whole about…
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