How your heart holds my love
vast and deep like the ocean
or beats wildly
like the footsteps of elephants
I want to measure
the depth of your gaze
and weigh how
heavy my name
when it
passes your lips.
Official Website and Blog for Shaleen Rakesh, an indie author based in Dehradun, India. Shaleen is a writer and recursive observer of the shifting Himalayan landscape, whose work interrogates the friction between geologic time and the fragile architecture of human memory. Deeply rooted in the ecological and psychological terrain of the Doon Valley, his prose functions as a diagnostic for the Anthropocene—charting the rain of ash that defines modern loss.
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खुले नीले आस्मां तले हवा ने अपने पंख खोले और तुम्हारी मुस्कान से चले एक राह निकली है मुझतक तुम्हारे ...
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At night at night you're not here at night at night you're not here any more than day at night you're not here no more do I dre...
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You want to be like glue stuck and warm, creasing my body removable, but not easily If I tear at you, it will hurt It turns out I am plaster...

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