She Died Like a Poem by Narendra Kumar Arya
She died like a poem
Wordless and obstructed
Every Day Poems
She died like a poem
Wordless and obstructed
His gift to me: a concealed mirage in an urban wasteland,
tucked away behind Taco Bell and a 76.
I met you when I was 40
I met you because I was the black sheep of the new family
I met you because you were the black sheep of the old family
I met you at a Denny’s
Born in Rahovec, South East of Kosova, in 1972. graduated at Prishtina University, Oriental Studies. M.A. in Literature. PhD in Sacral Esthetics- ongoing.
Actively works on Calligraphy discovering new mediums and techniques for this specific for of plastic art.
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Continue readingthe spring garden
passionate love poem
softly echoes
my longing for you
but now emptiness
Let us long because we are to be filled…
that is our life, to be exercised by longing
-Saint Augustine
The wind, the sky, the light weaves in and out
Las estaciones del a?o, they speak to all
Faithfully returning like an evening porch light