ILLUMINATION
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ILLUMINATION

That Home Afar

A Poetic Reflection

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Those quiet words
which fall like gentle raindrops
on flowers,
that familiar fragrance of
Indian Summer
on the pages,
that need to open
the door
and be at home again.

I woke up dreaming about blackberries and lavender, but when I walked in the kitchen there was that strong odour of fumigation in few seconds my dream died and I was back to the real life, but that didn’t stop…

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Priyanka Srivastava

Priyanka Srivastava

Editor of ShabdAaweg Review, Writer when I am free, Artist when my words are silent and reader when there are books which I love to read.