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Poem- The callous soul

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Poem - THE CALLOUS SOUL The callous soul - RGK She wore down till her last shade ,             when you complained of the stain . Through the shattered mirror,          she gazing over her wilted weather's pain . Streams from her eyes trace down her parched lips ;   they fumed as if she tasted the ocean in her dips. Time swept her sore sole     as her heart blistered upon their desertion . And you complained of her, for the callous! The callous soul, for once,            envied death over existence. -RGK KAVINAYAA (aka) KAVITHRA Briefing the poem : She stood along their hardships when they mocked over her pain. She almost lost her identity with the reality and viewed the world inside her lifeless just like the winter weather. The faded features of hers are overwhelmed by the sensation of the salt in her tears pressing her cracked lips and understanding the fact that time doesn...
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Nothing is beyond our mind pt-5

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                                     NOTHING IS BEYOND OUR MIND Room no: 2323 I was shifted to room no.2323 with the bed, as I passed the nursing station, I saw them overwhelmed and their eyes glowed in curiosity. Entered the room and I helped myself out of the bed and headed to lavatory, when I stepped out a new nurse was already appointed for me.  As I was trying to reach the bed, she saw my bare back which was eroded completely, she reached out to me and asked for my permission to click a picture of my skin. I positioned myself under a bright light for a clear view.  [ I never felt the curiosity in them as a fault, placing me in their position I would’ve been more than excited to know about the new case. I appreciated her approach and interest in knowing about it.] The same night I slept like a baby. It’s been months since I had such a good sleep. Morning around 6 am they woke ...
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Poem- I am more than my disorder

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 Poem - WHERE IS HOME? I am more than my disorder       Home: I stepped into the fields of wheat under a blue sky , Ukraine    The bewitching snow covering the territory,      When dark engulfed the sun early. Looking up to the shiny skies, only to know; it was     not the night that brought darkness rather the blackouts for protection, Windowless, doorless underground turned homes of many. Didn’t wake up to birds chippers,         Rather to the siren going on and off . As I watched through the glass window of the train,    Mothers hand holding the screaming kids close to her weeping heart ,  Thick clothes to the cold skin, didn’t cover the fear in her shaking lips. Desperation in the voices of those innocent hearts “ I want to go home ” I saw them alined in their own homes, where I was a mere foreigner on that capital land . I stepped into the land of Katrlis Deda (Georgia)....
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