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The Buffoon

Posted on October 10, 2020October 10, 2020 by Prashant Nawani

we slipped past the street vendorsFarooq and I, afloat a dusty gustpast the suspiciously shady alleywaydodging the smell of urine… Read more The Buffoon

Poetry Yearning Forest

Posted on October 8, 2020October 8, 2020 by Prashant Nawani

Dear friend of my heart, do you still love poetry as you once did? the musty smell of old books… Read more Poetry Yearning Forest

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 Mystery

Posted on October 1, 2020October 1, 2020 by Prashant Nawani

Dear friend of my heart, You were the dusk when I first saw you; a stranger obscured by my unwillingness… Read more The Mystery

Yesterlove

Posted on June 10, 2020June 10, 2020 by Prashant Nawani

She rests her face on the moist earth and closes her big bright eyes. she lets out the most musical… Read more Yesterlove

About Seeing

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

dear friend of my heart, I woke up from a strange dream earlier tonight. You were in the dream. Not… Read more About Seeing

Wind, Night, and a Beautiful Stranger

Posted on April 25, 2019April 25, 2019 by Prashant Nawani

Dear friend of my heart, Have you ever felt like you had been away for years, but now you are… Read more Wind, Night, and a Beautiful Stranger

Of Robin, Night, Music, and Bees

Posted on April 19, 2019April 19, 2019 by Prashant Nawani

Dear friend of my heart, This evening was something else. In the company of my dear friend, the robin, the… Read more Of Robin, Night, Music, and Bees

love and freedom: a dancer of silent tunes

Posted on October 30, 2018October 30, 2018 by Prashant Nawani

Dear Friend of my Heart, as my chest rises and falls in the company of the forest song, I am… Read more love and freedom: a dancer of silent tunes

The Gravity of a Dream

Posted on October 25, 2018October 25, 2018 by Prashant Nawani

Dear Friend of my Heart, As you wander these unpaved paths, soaked to the bones in the ethereal rain of… Read more The Gravity of a Dream

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Prashant Nawani

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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