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Seventeen
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Back when I had lot of time to illustrate I created two forms, Seven and Seventeen. So I could illustrate them to the contentment of my heart and soul.

 

Then with time I could no longer manage the time to illustrate, instead I started word-paintings, trying to capture the scenes with words only.

 

Here are the poems I have shared in my blog in 2018, hope you will enjoy them. Do tell me your views!

 

Happy reading!

Sharmishtha Basu

17th July 2018

Haridebpur, Kolkata


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