releasing & growing

poetry allows me to purge and process. its how I breathe.

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all shades of yellow and brown,fill my ears in the heat of summer,and in the coldest artic white winters,with lassi and mangoes,my mind butterflies in the love that you gift me with,little envelopes that give glimpses to another reality,a soft cotton balled pink, buttercupped world,with gulab jamans and rooh afza’s oh you,wonderous woman,my best of […]