ACG

Christopher Moony, gone but NEVER forgotten

A library, a road trip, a history

Reeta no longer feels ashamed to speak her name, which reveals her Dalit origin

a reflective poem

An Acrostic Poem

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We are mortal beings who wish to be immortal. We fear death and perishing away, knowing all too well that it is inevitable. Life was given…

~We parted the snowstorm like Moses the Red Sea~

A Love Poem

The smile you did not expect A courteous response from a perfect stranger A child innocently saying,  I like you That song on the radio…

Some things are simply to heavy to move

They have opinions of all kinds and sizes they speak before they think, ignoring the impact of their jibes