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Writer's Ink
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Sunday, June 1, 2014. That dagger I have been awaiting. Plunge fast into the soft tissue. Posted by Khushrav J Writer. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Shelfari: Book reviews on your book blog. There isnt in it anything of mystery Or the qual. My love: Too many questions have no answers. Pl. Must I remind you of who we remain? A human born empty, is made flesh in poppy fiel. Your words are gesture. A motion that only beckon. It is a relief to know that we are remembered. Bec.
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a Window Into My Crazy Mind: Understanding Women
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A Window Into My Crazy Mind. Wednesday, April 01, 2015. There is not a task more uphill than understanding women. I am a woman and I admit it. Most times, I struggle to understand myself. And it is not surprising considering that spontaneous, reckless people seldom follow the same pattern. You never know what you're going to do next when you're in that zone. I empathize with men. Most expectations of understanding their women are laid at their door. Men are built differently. Their thought pr...Perhaps s...
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Writer's Ink
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Thursday, May 1, 2014. Did they fall apart,. Did the black water. What did grief tell. Of the boy outside the. Face of the mirror, or. Of the girl inside it. To seek a route. Through its cold depth. Of ice and silver. Posted by Khushrav J Writer. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Shelfari: Book reviews on your book blog. I slow down. Everything else is in a hurry. I feel: a knight in tinpot armour, with a rust cau. I ask myself did they fall apart, did the bl.
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Writer's Ink
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Thursday, May 22, 2014. Everything else is in a hurry. Posted by Khushrav J Writer. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Shelfari: Book reviews on your book blog. I slow down. Everything else is in a hurry. I feel: a knight in tinpot armour, with a rust cau. I ask myself did they fall apart, did the bl. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.
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Writer's Ink: That Woman
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Thursday, April 24, 2014. Of the clouds I pass,. In the waters I swim. That I saw in the temple. What did I perceive? In what many ways were my. Of a virgin priestess. At the mountain edge. The cadence of hypnotic. Rhythm in the voices. I heard, or could it be her,. In all the ordinary ways of life. Posted by Khushrav J Writer. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Shelfari: Book reviews on your book blog. The tide Rolls in and fares out. It is left to us . Time, that kindly season Screeches through my hom.
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Writer's Ink
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Tuesday, April 29, 2014. I suppose we must. For an equilibrium to surface. This is the fundamental idea. Posted by Khushrav J Writer. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Shelfari: Book reviews on your book blog. The tide Rolls in and fares out. It is left to us . Time, that kindly season Screeches through my hom. I suppose we must As individuals work Towards op. Words, without a demonstrative proof of the meanin. Would anybody, like to write in blood. Arterial, g. I am an open book, Of two ends.
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Writer's Ink
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Tuesday, April 29, 2014. Words, without a demonstrative proof of the meaning they carry become drifters. Untied from the world. They no longer are sentient, existing as disused shells with. Trace elements of a former purpose. Posted by Khushrav J Writer. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Shelfari: Book reviews on your book blog. The tide Rolls in and fares out. It is left to us . Time, that kindly season Screeches through my hom. I suppose we must As individuals work Towards op.
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Writer's Ink
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Monday, June 2, 2014. It is a relief to know that we are remembered. Because forgetting is half the extinction. Thank you Maya Angelou:. For melody. For content also. I’m working at trying to be a Christian and that’s serious business. It’s like trying to be a good Jew, a good Muslim, a good Buddhist, a good Shintoist, a good Zoroastrian, a good friend, a good lover, a good mother, a good buddy—it’s serious business." - Maya Angelou. Posted by Khushrav J Writer. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Writer's Ink
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Tuesday, April 15, 2014. It is a condition of the human soul. To find boredom, and in that change. Posted by Khushrav J Writer. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Shelfari: Book reviews on your book blog. The tide Rolls in and fares out. It is left to us . Time, that kindly season Screeches through my hom. I suppose we must As individuals work Towards op. Words, without a demonstrative proof of the meanin. Would anybody, like to write in blood. Arterial, g. I am an open book, Of two ends.
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