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as a kid
there's nothing
like wasting away inside a tiny
room
sitting on the backrest
of the couch
looking out the window
and seeing her
tread through the rain

a red umbrella covers
her.

Mother

she's going back
to the liquor store
A life every poem lives
Short or long
maybe a song
A tale to tell, a story to relive

Touches many hearts, maybe not
Each a piece of art, of someone’s heart

Some live long, a forever song
Some in oblivion
Lost in the ether
A poem that was written
Inspired by the current scenario on Hp :)
Lost and found
Maybe this will be read, maybe not
7-3-2020
I am a huggy person,
But now,
I hug my two palms as 'namaste'.
Safer.
7/3/2020
Namaste: greeting in India.Joining two palms together.
 Mar 2020 chitragupta
ymmiJ
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 Mar 2020 chitragupta
ymmiJ
she's aqua marine
she's mountain side alpine glow
natural beauty
When
Revolution Comes
Sulfur sprouts
From snow
Big trees blow
lawns grow
Barge floats
Convoy flops
 Mar 2020 chitragupta
Elena
A candlelit rage
Dances in Shadow and Light
Flickering our flame.
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