Shakespeare’s Sonnets’ Ending Couplets
Pity the world, or else this glutton be, To eat the world’s due, by the grave and thee. This were to be new made when thou art old, And see thy blood warm when thou feel’st it cold. But if thou live,...
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My love for you grows like roots Spreading their tentacles, piercing The bright abyss of togetherness…
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At Grass by Philip Larkin
The eye can hardly pick them out From the cold shade they shelter in, Till wind distresses tail and main; Then one crops grass, and moves about – The other seeming to look on – And stands anonymous...
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My love for you grows like roots Spreading their tentacles, piercing The bright abyss of togetherness…
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al-qaeda isis nazis hitler whites blacks yellows brownies mulattos red white brown dark heads long short bald crew mohawk hairs all varieties of creatures plumages and forms but hatred and repugnance...
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We heart in heart, clutched in mutual admiration and love, through life are taking our journey …
View ArticleThe Temple Priests
Like the three wise men, the temple priests; Rajesh, Sathwik and the eldest, Babai Came adorned with gifts, not material but spiritual Blessing me with bountiful words, incense, myrrh and prasadam....
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i have always loved american so i flew with the airlines by that name they took my scooter, because i’m challenged, physically challenged, they took my scooter and promised that it would arrive at jfk...
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