Hopes and hunger......dreams and desire .......shies and showdowns .........passive and active ....urbane and raw .......... to open up and to thaw.....to look and and to lust .....to unravel and to bust....are all the same without the pedigree of shame ...... the intensity toned down... the extremism underplayed....are all human extensions, expressions,exhibitions .... all sundry and mundane....welcome to the haven where hopes are born of a hunger ...... and hunger still does remain the same .
Samina
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Nice one.
ReplyDeleteU have nice command over English I should say :)
Its really motivating.
Very nice - welcome to blogosphere :)
ReplyDeleteit cant be praised in prose.it is authentically superb.life is a poetry, don't live it like a prose.rhythm requires passive and active both.
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