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Story Of The Footloose

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

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Damage Control

the question of reputation in the social, such that every move assumes measure, in terms of what is revealed… entry … More

art, cunning, digital art, poem, poetry, politics, reputation, rhyme, suspicion

Flying or Falling

how did I get here? which way is upwards? you can tell from the rush of air if you feel … More

flying, humor, life, poem, poetry, rhyme, writing

counting leaves

two leaves… only two leaves… two leaves! More than two leaves… three leaves… not that many leaves… less than four … More

art, counting, nature, philosophy, photography, poetry, rhyme, writing

The Dark Picture Rhyme

.oO0 Once upon a light, there was a picture, and all the other pictures made her sad. She looked at … More

dark, funny, melancholy, nihilism, photography, poetry, rhyme, writing

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exuberant lines, another piece from 2020.
Excerpts from a little something I wrote about a non-incident a few days back. I perform this text for your pleasure. I hope you enjoy the writing, the performance and the included sketches. Much love!
Dear friend of my heart, another story for you from the bygone years. This walk skywards is to the place I almost adore, the Panwali Kantha Bugyal.
Dear friend of my heart,
Old man winter, a story of the story.
Drowsy. I place my hand upon my hand and wait for nothing in particular.
Yesternight was lunacy, today is cloudy. March 2020.
lately I have not been playing the guitar as much but the other day I was inspired by @snehalrawat expressing raag malhar so beautifully that I spent some time with it. this piece though not in raag malhaar, is inspired by it.
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