Surrender is a strange word. It first and foremost denotes defeat. But couched in its shame are also intimations of survival, a love of life over demise, of abiding hope.
But, ironically, in love, surrender is the first prerequisite - it is love's entry point, the only way to live it's tumult, and survive it's caprice.
Adventures in Two Worlds
Adrift (on parents and lovers we survive)
In Search of a God
Lovers as Witnesses
Things We Gather
A Legacy of Kindness
Coming to Your Side of The Bed
Replay - In the Drift We Will Find Our Certainties
Tracing Shadows On Your Back
And The Crowds Roared, As The Music Rose
Mr Hoskote, have you visited Kashmir recently?
Maybe, a Little Kindness
Replay - A Home as an Open Dream
I Like The Ordinary Life
A Sense of Her Tenderness
The Woman You See
How a Poem Finds Itself
Your Body is a Truth
What Stretches in Front
Letting Go (because I’m alive)
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