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Give me a poet that does sadhana through her work and I will reply with calm eyes.

I wanted to experiment with New forms and colours The fragile bronze of fading youth God prearranged evolution of days That felt the tip..

In the violent dusk, candles sputtered It wasn't me, it was all of history Arching like global speed of change As my heart it beats fast..

I see you sun and flesh Spilling molten lava On the grateful earth It's not the first time Sights of the coast Smell of the Sea Yo..

You have no fault that can remove me from What drew me to you first for love's ray Her thorns I shall pick from that head And kiss your b..

I'm hunting for traces of a perennial poetry

Beginning to fear my own unworthiness I came to the campaign of self, empty-handed Unwilling to concede harsh individualism Still the w..

I stripped you and named you Dream Tiger With the worship of tiger passion Royal ones I've hunted with encyclopaedic lyrics I would hang..

I've made a graceful pledge my Sweetest vendetta, to own with words The scattered rhythms of pure desire For the mixed style of my ecle..

Heart's recollection of sun is failing Time is swearing under her breath In the moods of spring, so talented That I find a thousand trac..