That fountain is from me
And I am from it..
And the water rising from its mouth
Descending between the toes of her feet
Always reminds me..
And it calls me by my name
And I remember it..
And I call it by the name of love
What saddens me when I look at it
Some cracks in its lungs
And defeats in its eyes
And
I have the patience of Job when it comes to things, people, and everything that falls within the scope of my life.
My son had a pair of socks, and we lost one of them more than ten years ago, but I kept it in a place known only to me.
Yes... I am that patient and even more so over the years, and it's not a virtue, but a trait that
From the doorstep of the title of the film "The World's Box," written and directed by Emad Al-Bahat, you know that you are inside a box that can contain everything, no matter how strange and disparate. Disparate yet united stories at the same time, connected by only a thin thread. Countless tales, as behind every person
Happiness is when your soul becomes accustomed to sadness and darkness, like the Stockholm Syndrome; you become a prisoner of your habitual sadness because you are familiar with it and it with you. You know when it will come to you and how to deal with it, and you bid it farewell, waiting for a new encounter. It is your constant companion who
"I Won't Find Another You" ; a bilingual anthology of best love poems in English and Hindi, has been published recently. I am grateful to editor and poet Thangjam Misna Chanu (Misna Chanu) who gave me the chance to read the English poems and write the back cover blurb. Santosh Bakaya wrote the foreword, and Ayathuri Santhan
