Salomi SarkarThings I remember about youAnd a million ways your fingertips drew lines around my backside Like you were showing me the montage of how our love expired.Sep 12, 2020Sep 12, 2020
Salomi SarkarIn Faith- Through WildernessA short poem of faith and hope, in grave times of Corona virus.Apr 20, 2020Apr 20, 2020
Salomi SarkarThe Moon is beautiful, isn’t?It was winter dusk, she was lying on her bed staring at the ceiling. Time seemed unnecessarily longer than usual. As she decided to check…Nov 23, 20191Nov 23, 20191