A Poet’s DaffodilMadhur DuttaApr 27, 20211 min readUpdated: May 23, 2021My dear Daffodil, the fragrance of your love stays with me no matter which way the wind blows.#wordsbymadhur
All that matters is that we are all heldI have learned to love you from afar. I have learned to love you as you clutch another's arm. It's easy because I...
Your Hands Are RedYour hands are red, And there’s a knife in my back. Blood shed by blood, A war within a home. What is it about my...
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