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All that matters is that we are all held

I have learned to love you from afar. I have learned to love you as you clutch another's arm. It's easy because I never wanted you for myself, I only wanted to hold you so you fel

Your Hands Are Red

Your 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 blood, That gets you so drunk? Is it that I am my M

More life, more poetry

One of my goals for the year has been to share more of my poetry. Interlinked with that goal has been a project to originally write poems in Hindi/Urdu and offer English (possibly other) translations.

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