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India you have ravished me You have brought me to nought Purged me, cleansed me In the fires of your ghazals Drifting ecstatically across The funeral pyres of my heart. I’ve sat in loneliness long enough Orphaned from the joys of life Stealing a grain of your Jaggery I’ve recovered the sweetness of life Surrendering to the richness Of your ancient lands. © Bluecusp Creative 2018 – All rights reserved.

I joined the crew I found my tribe I wear a patch Over my I Too much to do And so little time Shape these words To make them shine I’m a one in ten Been gone too long Presence of mind Will keep me strong The wounds I claim Have shaped my life I’ve found my soul She’s now my wife The sun and moon And now the stars Have carried… Read More