A poem by Suha. The wind will come and hold me in a last hug joyful and light not to frighten me. He will lead me to unknown lands invisible yet already present, on my way back home – while spreading my fragrance in the air! Suha Suha is a graphic designer, writer and poet. Originally from Italy she now lives in Paris. Amrita SuhaPoetry Prev Post Find yourself in aloneness July 22, 2019 Next Post Web Bytes – meanwhile in India July 23, 2019 Related Posts Laugh your way to the temple of laughter with poet Shri Surendra Sharma April 1, 2024 Anxiety March 10, 2024 My old age – a jewel February 21, 2024 Comments are closed.
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