Shownotes
Of Love and Hell
Kajal
Of how the hell fell in love
and went straight to heaven,
I know the story of a dove
who used to weep for a raven.
Nights when Earth cried
for tearing Sun and Moon apart,
When horizons used to pain world,
there was no war in the name of art.
Take me back to the time
when agony was not a trend,
time of ancients,
where lies beginnings end.
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Mentioned in this episode:
Write After: National Poetry Month with One Poem Only
Write After is a way to encourage poets to listen and write, and use National Poetry Month to highlight how listening to poetry makes us better poets. I know I write the best when I’m surrounded by beautiful poetry–it’s part of the reason I created this podcast, and I want to encourage others to share this practice.
We'll get started in April. You can share to #WriteAfterOPO.
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