Guhit at Tula



In the past, I’ve written poetry only when I was either in a state of misery or jubilation. My poetry authentically described what I was experiencing and hoped to do about it. But when faced with normal and regular events in my life, the well of words and emotions in me did not yield much!

In recent months, I have decided that I can still write about people in my imagination! I can use the restlessness and turmoil caused by the pandemic to create stories and use this energy to write poetry again. They don’t have to be about me! All they have to do is tell a story! And maybe touch someone else’s heart!   And so here’s one...

 

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