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An obsessed mind lacks understanding.
Marudhar land has high sky
In the sky a plane fly
Let sister see plane flying
In the marudhar it is a
kind of event very enjoying.
Waited, yearning for your arrival. 
A life's wait, a timeless dream. 
But the words of dissonance you shared with everyone about me tarnished my worth beyond repair. 
My life is in ruins amidst your scorn.



the prison is
deep

her walls masked
in sewed flesh

there is only
a sliver of light

that comes from
the womb

awakening the
night

brewing many
storms into potent
thoughts

hide them
well

lest they pierce
through the skin

make a home
of murals

unwritten letters
to no one

that you keep
inside

let them return
to dusk

decay into
the rose tinted
sunsets

there are no
photographs
to remind you
of anything

nothing has
happened for
years.




Only love and forgiveness will heal humankind.
Maybe its a rich tapestry of life,
weaved in stories of love , loss and transformation,
I am emptied out but I'm not done,
Hope has the best aesthetic standards!
I set myself onto a new landmark,
unruffled and draped in the fabric,
I am the most comfortable.


In my darkest days, gardens of hope have offered the promise of new life ,
Hanging on the edge of time,
Something feral with the dissolution of routine,
disillusioned yet determined,
It's a pause not a cessation!
beyond the horizon,
bringing me back into the folds of life with a spread of renewed positivity and the allurement of hope.

@Mrunalini Nimbalkar
21.10.2023
love lies dormant beneath the ruins of enmity, hidden behind a curtain of indiscretion.
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