Anita Sehgal (Delhi)

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Not Mine, Not Mine!
An imagery haunts for days.
Like whisperings in the wind
They settle on the clouds of my mind.
Slowly they connect...
And a chain of words reveals itself.


Poems dedicated to my Guru

I plummeted the depths of my mind
to give words to my feelings
None came.
It was with Thy touch
That like shells... more »

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