A short poem on the bliss that is yoga
A short poem on the flood that took so many lives in my country, 65 years ago, and on my dad who was there.
I sat down to write a short story, but this poem came out and made me smile.
Five years ago, I discovered Elfjes, short and to the point poems. I have grown addicted to writing them. Here’s why!
a short poem on the sacred space on the mat
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