Tag: Anjali Jagya

Anjali Jagya

Nov 22, 2020 | Poetry | 2 |

Diurnal Delirium Your mouth, Is filled with the never ending sky, Quenching your thirst of divinity from My heart’s sycamore, on a mountain top, Behind your sternum, beneath the collar bone. Denuded of gaiety, I’m...

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