Songs of a Solitary Tree: Graphical Verses of Sublime Snippets

Songs of a Solitary Tree: Graphical Verses of Sublime Snippets poetry books

Songs of a Solitary Tree: Graphical Verses of Sublime Snippets

Poems on the hard-hitting facets of life, depicting with ease the agony and pain a man goes through in life. Sometimes it is the feeling of anguish and euphoria of love. The perplexities faced, the agony, and anguish of a man.

Arun M Sivakrishna, a person of multiple interest, a management professional, when not selling trucks, keeps himself thoroughly engaged in varied interest from cricket to motor sports, photography and travel. A writer with a natural flair often comes out with hard hitting verses with a lot of depth on severance, pain and agony; based on realities of life. Lives in Mangalore.

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Arun M Sivakrishna

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A reluctant writer and a sunday photographer. Recently published a collection of poems "Songs Of A Solitary Tree". Writes in English and malayalam
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