Puppies and toddlers
don't have eyes,
you look not into
hardened mirrors
that reflect your fears
but liquid pools
that drown you in joy
seeing as they do
everything new
even old me and you.
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About Me
- Anand Vishwanadha
- Hello and welcome! I am someone who is passionate about poetry and motorcycling and I read and write a lot (writing, for me has been a calling, a release and a career). My debut collection of English poems, "Moving On" was published by Coucal Books in December 2009. It can be ordered here My second poetry collection, Ink Dries can be ordered here Leave a comment or do write to me at ahighwayman(at)gmail(dot)com.
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Heartwarming with beautiful imagery that leaves its renewing touch on one's moments.
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