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Loving Myself

These days I am often toldBy family, friends, well meaning strangersThat I do not love myself enough,That I need to love myself more.That better self-love will make me whole.I wonder if that makes meA little irrelevant for modern times.Tell me … Continue reading

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An Ode To Vegetating

As the shadows of the day lengthen,I realize that I have now parked myselfIn a corner of the sofa almost every dayFor the greater part of the month. Looks like Covid has made aA vegetating cabbage out of me.A far … Continue reading

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Sundays

Sundays are meant for wasting time,For pausing between pauses,For resting your fingers,For listening to silence,For taking the back seat,For massaging your eyebrows,For clearing out clutter,For packing bags,For wearing sensible shoes,For some guilt-free cheat meals,For long overdue self care,For dabbing some … Continue reading

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A Mystery

Partly a saint,Partly she ain’t.Her power holds darkness,Her grace coats it with light.No one gets to tell her who she should be.She defines it all by remaining a mystery. ~ The Amrita Connection

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Lips Like Fall

Are red lipsThe only red you ever need?Passion deepensLike the leaves of AutumnAnd, sweep us upLike swirling leavesIn the wake of a storm.Fall is an emotion.You need to live it. ~ The Amrita Connection

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