Handloom Poems - Poems about Handloom

...Of the Gods own country of this paradise where green and blue merge as one in the north is a city that encompass the beauty where the dream lands meet lined by kaasaraka trees w......

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...there are so many pieces of torn paper into the stone-chips of the broken road they are of summer they are of late autumn beside is the ice-mill the glow-sign board attached tightly ......

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...1. the crystallised handkerchief of one’s span of life your handloom-bird brings with its lips some musical notation of the nimbus holding that waves within the heart how much growth d......

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...keeping full trust on the fulia-handloom some words may be uttered now some words against the gun an winter … some fallen leaves … some cold wind … and a big vacuum in mind … ......

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