I had the vagueness of death in surrounding
Silence was my friend when my ears failing
Like “English patient” in the crisp white cotton
Sweating my way from table with cloth to chair
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You live in a land with constant turmoil and yet you write about stillness, beauty and nature, I'm really impressed from your integrity. Keep it up!
a beautiful poem, with such rhythmic flow of words as well as moods. self reflection and ultimate awareness of how to live life. amazing.10 Mamta