Saloni Khatri
1 min readAug 10, 2018

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Day 1. Thursday, August 9th

Mind

This life gets tainted

by the crayons of my desires.

The meaningless canvas that I hold

becomes priceless, as I undo the stains.

This abstract art of love now dances in all colors.

It’s the mind that binds me.

It’s the mind that will set me free.

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Saloni Khatri
Saloni Khatri

Written by Saloni Khatri

Your name is on my tongue. Your image is in my sight. Your memory is in my heart. Where can I send the words, that I write ~Rumi

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