Poetry is Mesmerizing

Poetry is a magical realm in being.Why am I so mesmerized with it?It sparkles and glows like a night skyAs the sky holds many stories in its awake, so does poetryAnd these stories are the onesof which, some are fictional, imagined to be alive butmany are those, once lived, in bliss,in fear, in hurt, in constant changeThese stories... Continue Reading →

Under your spell

Each time our eyes locked my skin tingled and breath raged. Like my body was under some kind of spell with your magic exploding and my insecurities caged. © Tanushree Ranpise

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