Maneet Gulati Ahuja

The Pearly White Gates beckon

As I stand outside the pearly white gates He asks, how was it It was all, but a dream, With misty eyes, and a knotted throat , I say He blankets me in his embrace And in his warmth, The mist fades away Into a flurry, acrid and incessant Nudges my palate, With the familiar […]

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