poddar kushal
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First languageA Poem by poddar kushalFirst language “My first language is poetry Second is English.” He spoke. His mind was somewhere else. A window with shines, A sh.. |
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Winter winterA Poem by poddar kushalWinter |
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A mother�s prescriptionA Poem by poddar kushalA mother’s prescription { To Renee (Pres of Baby James Foundation), my friend, dearest.} Sewn lips. She cannot tell. Failed words storm.. |
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Floor full of shattered mindA Poem by poddar kushal---- Floor full of shattered mind In an afternoon of untimely shower Mind falls out of the benumbed fingers. A winter of crazy white on the screen... |
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The cooking classA Poem by poddar kushalThe cooking class She tells you That kitchen is a place Alike a writing desk. The worm foods are poetry that a chef creates. She tells .. |
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Mirror house of wordsA Poem by poddar kushalMirror house of words |
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Fever! Fever!A Poem by poddar kushalFever! Fever! Came down upon his fore head The wings of virus Fever! Fever! It came as an angel with destroyed wings At the middle of the .. |
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