Updated: Tue, 17 Nov 2020 09:16 pm
I don't often find time to write, but I love to do it when I can. Poetry is like an escape from this world.
I walk in your garden Among shafts of moonlight Between your soul and the stars And the sleepy wind Feather soft ivy, a familiar touch Wraps my wrist and drags me down To sweet smelling soil under the earth Where I sleep beneath your falling petals
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Blog entries by Mahika
Rose Garden (17/11/2020)
Perfect Indian Daughter (11/06/2020)
I know why (you cry) (08/04/2019)
In the Dark (24/10/2018)
Cold Day in July (07/06/2018)
For the Best (21/05/2018)
Not Mine (29/04/2018)
Blog link: https://www.writeoutloud.net/blogs/mahika
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Cynthia Buell Thomas
Sat 13th Jun 2020 12:43
Mahika, I will so try to read more of your work. I'm glad you're back on board. Is it still a question of 'escape'?
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