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In the end all you want is a pen that writes well and a life that you've lived well…

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sometimes, a soft brush of longing

Posted on October 5, 2020October 5, 2020 by Prashant Nawani

Dear friend of my heart, as seasons pass me by I come to understand how poems which are so deeply… Read more sometimes, a soft brush of longing

The Forgotten Corner

Posted on August 12, 2017August 12, 2017 by Prashant Nawani

It is when one goes looking for some forgotten book, stacked in some forgotten corner, that one switches on the… Read more The Forgotten Corner

The Letter under the Oak

Posted on March 21, 2017March 21, 2017 by Prashant Nawani

I think, it was a few days after they had closed down the old post office building, that I found… Read more The Letter under the Oak

Blue and Yellow

Posted on March 4, 2017March 4, 2017 by Prashant Nawani

Under the familiar shade of the old mango tree, I breathe easy… little blue flowers with yellow hearts… do you… Read more Blue and Yellow

Fluid World;When I was Four

Posted on January 23, 2017April 7, 2018 by Prashant Nawani

Drop by drop you came into my being. You summer rain, you winter shower, you monsoon downpour, I just remembered… Read more Fluid World;When I was Four

Half Aware

Posted on January 20, 2017January 20, 2017 by Prashant Nawani

Fewer than a few, one, only half aware Not even you really saw me disappear I disappeared from view, nobody… Read more Half Aware

Unrestrained

Posted on January 16, 2017January 16, 2017 by Prashant Nawani

On my forehead… a tingling sensation… It is quite familiar. A sensation condensed as a feeling with clear forms separating… Read more Unrestrained

Soft Breathing

Posted on November 30, 2016 by Prashant Nawani

The sound of a fluid heart heavy with happiness and light with sadness. It just happened in the company of… Read more Soft Breathing

That Voice

Posted on November 27, 2016November 27, 2016 by Prashant Nawani

I was listening too hard, I think. I was listening too hard for the voice. I think I have lost… Read more That Voice

Don’t you, my Friend?

Posted on September 16, 2016September 16, 2016 by Prashant Nawani

Possibly a dream, it could have been A non-dream too, but don’t you Remember a thing or two that were… Read more Don’t you, my Friend?

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Every place in every moment is potent with a zillion stories, pictures, poems, music of life and death. I am trying to find my way across the unfathomable ocean of experience and sometimes, I dive into the depths for sunken treasures and dark mysteries. I write. I take pictures. I make music.

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