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Asha Iyer Kumar
Aug 6, 20221 min read
Quick Scribble
…I am the kind of wanderer who stops to smell the wild flowers on the boughs and feel the moss on the bark The kind of wanderer Who dips...
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Asha Iyer Kumar
Apr 18, 20191 min read
All are poets..
…Planted in the midst of life’s lyrics and its metaphors All men at the core are poets and philosophers Alas! They delight in skimming...
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Asha Iyer Kumar
Nov 4, 20181 min read
Quick Scribbles – 001
(1) The insomniac night Is my part-time lover. It keeps me company, Conversing through the dark, shallow stillness. Jilted lovers of...
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Asha Iyer Kumar
Oct 23, 20181 min read
Healing
The healing has to come from where the hurt began. Inside. There is no other way. That which gave the pain will rub the palliative. The...
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Asha Iyer Kumar
Oct 22, 20181 min read
By the window
There are termites beavering in my crevices – Pains that don’t speak a language, Wrapped in white lies of laughter Pealing and peeling....
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Asha Iyer Kumar
Oct 21, 20181 min read
Untitled
..I see a slate not very far from where I stand, A slate, wiped clean With only some blots of history dotting its borders. These...
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Asha Iyer Kumar
Oct 21, 20181 min read
River
…A river, I had reckoned, had only two ways to pass – Follow its course and find the ocean Or dry up from its roots and be dead....
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Asha Iyer Kumar
Oct 21, 20181 min read
Between Thoughts
…I will remember you In the space between thoughts. That’s where the night weaves a dream That’s where the earth kisses the dawn ...
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Asha Iyer Kumar
Apr 23, 20171 min read
Behind the bamboo blinds
I couldn’t love you on the sly, From behind the bamboo blinds that smelled of a distant wilderness – wet, green and laved with gossamer...
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