T.P. Vinod Poems

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is a banned currency.

When captured in
the market of dreams
with these currencies,
the culprits are
exiled from the present tense. . . .
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An Earthly Brief Chronology Of Love
In the dark blood of winter night
was floating your eyes,
when you translated it as
the shortest distance from woman to man
in which metaphors and meanings
can traverse through.

In the rusted light of summer noon
was sinking my sighs,
when I meditated it as
the temperature at which
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