My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun: My reading
5th October 2025
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My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips’ red; If snow be white, why then her breasts
Let me not to the marriage of true minds: My reading
4th October 2025
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Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments; love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the
The Bridge
6th April 2025
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The bridge is worn out, has turned into a mere skeleton trying again and again to cross it, to renew our old relation but each
A BURNING PYRE
22nd November 2018
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The scene was magnificent. A pyre was burning and the peasants, all drunk, were chanting bolo hari, hari bol; bolo hari, hari bol. Some were
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