Enfoldment
Winter enfolds my many faces soothes scars left by scorching words darkness a refuge. But come spring― call me by any name and I will let go of dead weight shed...
The main focus of this blog is poetry. I share some of my poems, drafts or excerpts. More often that not, I rewrite or edit to publish them somewhere else.
Winter enfolds my many faces soothes scars left by scorching words darkness a refuge. But come spring― call me by any name and I will let go of dead weight shed...
Who I am is not determinedby a place on a mapbut a history documentedto create my own story. Note: The poem was inspired by Sanaa Rizvi at Prompt Nights, “That ...
All that compost sticky and messy, hidden in the darkmakes for fertile ground. Kindness sproutsand tulips bloom as shadows banishin nightless nights Brightly co...