Uncategorized That poem Posted by ipsyb on June 26, 2016 There’s that poem somewhere and it’s not lost it’s not grasping at strange hands at the roadside begging to be bought home. Yet I search for it for I know it’s somehow near and when I find it I will find my home. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
ipsita banerjee 
wow. what a beautiful poem about longing for words and poetry. ❤
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Beautifully written. We all search for the precious thing that makes us happy yet it’s tucked in our surrounding. Isn’t it?
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Thanks.
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