Early Spring
Sanaa -
Mar 14
I gaze breathless, as morning sun shines  upon burgeoning buds, listening to birds […]
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Dead (or alive)
Sanaa -
Mar 12
She appeared as stream and gliding sun, unaware that her legs had come […]
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Portrait of a Woman
Sanaa -
Mar 9
Essence of hope is tinged on sky;             […]
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Bewitched
Sanaa -
Mar 5
Oh! colour me shades of cerulean blue,  and wipe smudges of despair and […]
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(sweet-scented) musings
Sanaa -
Mar 3
Perfume is whisper. Perfume is breeze. Like clandestine thoughts probed into the mind deep. […]
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Fear me (not)
Sanaa -
Mar 1
Fear, is an illusion, that drapes itself around subconscious, as though invisible worm that […]
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