A Poem of Memory, Bloom, and Becoming (This poem was born of a sudden moment of recognition—when a flowering Lagerstroemia, seen in the quiet backyard of a foreign land, evoked the soft fragrance of home. Known for its delicate, crinkled petals and luminous hues, the tree stirred not sorrow but a sweet recollection—of India, ofContinue reading “Lagerstroemia-A Poem”
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