I write rather a lot of fourteen liners, and some of the more popular ones are here for easy access. Just in case you are not in the mood for epic hundred stanza ballads or something.
Triad
Abhimanyu was a teenager
Loveweak I
Equals
Is that a rose?
Fading henna
White
The lands of foremothers
Homecoming
Pack up
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