Indrani Ananda

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StoryThe Dreaming Bird The Chosen One55 years 10 months ago
StoryPARANOIA Indrani Ananda18 years 11 months ago
StorySilver swish Rhiannonw129 years 5 months ago
StoryMother’s love, not smother love Rhiannonw69 years 9 months ago
StoryNant Gwrtheyrn, and the Goldcrest Rhiannonw89 years 12 months ago
StoryDARKNESS AT NOON Indrani Ananda211 years 3 months ago
StoryCOSMATOM Indrani Ananda211 years 3 months ago
StoryCORNFIELDS Indrani Ananda211 years 3 months ago
StoryCHERRYGRIPE Indrani Ananda811 years 3 months ago
StoryCARE HOME LADY Indrani Ananda611 years 3 months ago
StoryBLUE OPAL Indrani Ananda211 years 3 months ago
StoryAVATARA Indrani Ananda211 years 3 months ago
StoryAutumn's Lament Indrani Ananda211 years 3 months ago
StoryAUTUMN LADY Indrani Ananda011 years 3 months ago
StoryARKADIAN SKY Indrani Ananda211 years 3 months ago
StoryAPOLLO Indrani Ananda311 years 3 months ago
StoryANCIENT TAPE Indrani Ananda411 years 3 months ago
Story10,000 LIGHT YEARS FROM HOME. Indrani Ananda411 years 3 months ago
Story THE QUEST FOR EL-DORADO Indrani Ananda711 years 3 months ago
Story THE REAPER Indrani Ananda411 years 3 months ago
Story"PLENTY OF SUNSHINE FROM THE WORD "GO" " Indrani Ananda211 years 3 months ago
CollectionMANDALA Indrani Ananda011 years 3 months ago
CollectionEARTH MANTRA Indrani Ananda011 years 3 months ago
Collection"IT"S A FUNNY LIFE" Indrani Ananda011 years 3 months ago
CollectionTHROUGH THE STARGATE Indrani Ananda011 years 3 months ago

My stories

PARANOIA

By Indrani Ananda on Mon, 11 Feb 2013

Enisled within my body-cell a universe is bound In silent conflict with itself, whose peace is never found. If only there were but a door, and likewise but a key,
Spiritual
Poem
Certificate 18

FYVIE MacSPORRAN

By Indrani Ananda on Mon, 11 Feb 2013

Fyvie MacSporran is a mean old sod, And a tight old fist is he: He has a nasty, mean little purse Where many a moth will be. He never will scrape any new coins out,
Humour
Certificate 18

MY LIVING ROOM - THE TRUTH.

By Indrani Ananda on Sun, 03 Feb 2013

It's chaos in here - Absolutely the ultimate in dumping grounds; A hoarder's paradise, Where things fall off and topple As they landslide over each other; Boxes tip up anyway they can,
Unclassified
Poem
Certificate 18
Cherry

THE FIGHTER PILOT'S LAMENT

By Indrani Ananda on Wed, 30 Jan 2013

I do not hate them, those I kill; All strangers in a foreign land; I do not love them, those I guard, Nor do I see them close at hand. Yet to the skies my life I pledge
Spiritual
Story
Certificate 18
Cherry

INFINITE SKY

By Indrani Ananda on Thu, 10 Jan 2013

Yearner for Truth of all things, Philosopher, scientist, astronomer; Skillful grinder of the giant lens, That seeing mirror of the cosmic dream. Vast centuries of universal time are there
Unclassified
Certificate 18

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