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A Story by rishi
The dark tribal boy from the other side of the fence waved at me. I ran to him and gave my stolen packet of butter biscuits. He gave me gemstones. As ..
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A Story by rishi
The Goddess closed her eyes sitting in lotus position under the golden tree,only to realize she is being observed without prejudice. Her divinity exha..
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A Story by rishi
Water
runs through the veins of the greens, slowly showering the barbed body and
satisfying the thirst of the roots. Watching the beautiful close vi..
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We are not what we think we are, the delusions of the mind ceases when we become aware of our own true spirit, then life flows as an endless joy of lo..
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Gold dust rain,Tears of the stars,I am here too now…
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Broken rice bowl,Leaking salt water porridge,Awaken hungry howling owl,Stout bloated growling belly,Awaiting shooting stars,One worm wish pledge,To gr..
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A Story by rishi
The lights are dim as a candle flame of blue, red and yellow flickers gently and the moon listens in on the conversation that is taking place through ..
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