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The Mango Tree
There I was, sitting under the Mango tree planted in the front yard of my home. My track pant was smudged with earth along with my T-shirt as if I had been rolling around in the mud but I couldn’t care less. I used to live in one of those big government quarters provided by… Continue reading The Mango Tree
Waiting
Upon that bench alone he sits, along with him sits a few misfits. Heartache and pain, coupled with unbounded love infused in his every grain. Twisting & turning, they take him about, onto a journey riddled with doubt. He knows not where, which way to turn, to rid himself of these incineration and burns. Memories… Continue reading Waiting
