Blogs about: So Far
విశేష బ్లాగు
In the Middle of the Poem
The interrupted line sighs; the suffocation of sudden silence; someone pants at the rear, fitfully. The road flies back; each scene flits past along with the footsteps; silence has so many faces. … ఇంకా →
అక్షరం
In the Middle of the Poem
రాశారు 1 month ago: The interrupted line sighs; the suffocation of sudden silence; someone pants at the rear, fitfully. … ఇంకా →
a grief outcast
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రాశారు 11 months ago: I know you’re searching for hundreds of reasons to justify all these killings—whatever. You … ఇంకా →
LEAVING THE VILLAGE
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రాశారు 11 months ago: Leaving the village, May the waters of the nearby stream Rise to see you off, like your mother’s h … ఇంకా →
I don’t have any birthplace
రాశారు 2 years ago: I am some limb or organ under a head of vacuum From whence I was born, how I grew up, Just at 47 h … ఇంకా →
The Lake of Childhood
రాశారు 2 years ago: It used to be moist somewhat. When little feet got tired running here a cool touch used to caress, l … ఇంకా →
In the Middle of the Poem
రాశారు 2 years ago: The interrupted line sighs; the suffocation of sudden silence; someone pants at the rear, fitfully. … ఇంకా →
A Grief Outcasted
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రాశారు 2 years ago: I know you’re searching for hundreds of reasons to justify all these killings—whatever. You know, I’ … ఇంకా →
