indira babbellapati Poems

Alone I slip
Into space
Alone will I
Dilute in it
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Like a bull
Charged on
The sight of red
Does desire
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Last night
Have you seen
The red roses
Dancing in riot
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Charcoal black the sky
Tickling the breeze.
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When night shrouded me
In that visible darkness
I heard the sun dipping
Down into the sea
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On cool waters
Of a winter morning
She moved like fire
Shifting in a blink
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Early this morning
As usual I went on a stroll
Where whispering sands
By the soft flowing sea
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I get turned
Into a clean slate
The only movement
Discernible in that clean state
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You came
Walking across
My sandy furrows
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That morning when the sun
Was in hurry to show his fury
I settled down on the sofa
My weary brow dripping
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