SeanceA Poem by Siddhartha
The River finds its way,
Winding through the mountains, Cutting through stones; Curving over bends, To reach the Sea. What a magic in that! To breach loneliness ... To find oneself Where one wanted oneself to be. (C) S.m, 2016
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Added on April 3, 2016 Last Updated on April 3, 2016 AuthorSiddharthaHyderabad, South Asia, IndiaAboutAn engineer, with a management degree, I am passionate about and fascinated by the arts – literature, movies, music and photography, et al. Creative writing, especially poetry is the raison d&rs.. more..Writing
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