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Awakening

Sep 16, 2022
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Updated: Aug 7, 2025

By Akashdeep Gill


Walking down memory lane…

Mist against the cheeks and rested on the lashes, Woven into a knot of love and laughter, A haven of gold settles,


Webbing a net of delicacy,

A fringe of green with dots of sun,

Jolting forward, growing with Love;

Songs of sweetness ring through the ears, A caressing touch heals, touching the untouched, Exploring the depths, nurturing the unnurtured, Rattling waters beneath the clear blue sky, In lushes of green, sway the serene.

By Akashdeep Gill




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