Dear reader - I appreciate you stopping by this blog. I haven't really been able to write much poetry lately because I've been working on a novella. In the interim, I also tried out some of my Urdu and Marathi poetry. I have a few poems brewing in the background though, want to post them here as soon as I am able to get them in a coherent form !
Poems by Anant Dhavale.
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Wednesday, January 18, 2023
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A million years
A million years On whose shoulders perches the Eagle? Who mourns through gusts of the eastern rushing winds? A boy who grew up in dullne...
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Lazy saturday evening in an English pub Reckless and young She looks beautiful In a denim jacket A girl one can fall for You go to the...
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a quiet evening the clock hand moves and moves on click clickety click -- Anant Dhavale
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What drives us to the verges? history egregious notions of a glorious past our own delusions the sullied air we breathe in What blinds us fr...
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