Winged wounds
There grows wakened ink
As purely spotted sky’s mint
Blues chased upon wing
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Madhu Goteti
The thrums in the strums and the delights in the humdrum of life have always fascinated me.
It’s that feast of reason and flow of soul; in all that I see and all that I shall behold!
I am an avid lover of art and philosophy!
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