poetry in progress
to be rewritten
there was a crowd
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Kumbh Mela
a fiery Kali sitting
on his tongue
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International Debutante Ball
the silence she observes that
everything would turn out well
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if three is a crowd
then here is a crowd
a three-in-one setup
doing a sweet rap song
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vanarasi ganges
in the rush an
entry to nirvana
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there are three selves in us all
like a bell that rings, its cold
magical metal, that when struck,
embrace us with its beautiful sounds
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Sarawak Fairy Cave
a lighted garden
cultivated by light
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gaza israeli conflict
a cracked pot of God
men and their land
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