Treasure Island

indira babbellapati

(visakhapatnam, india)

Coup De Grace


Inside the body
Is always an intrigue
Outside,
It's a smile
A frown
A frustration
An irritation
An impatience
Anger or annoyance
Affection or animosity
Pain, sorrow, love, loathsome
Anything, anything gets expressed
To mislead others from
The hidden agenda till
In a blink when the conspiracy
Breathes to seize the breath
And freeze the expression

Submitted: Sunday, June 09, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, July 31, 2013

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  • Tirupathi Chandrupatla (6/9/2013 6:51:00 PM)

    Inside intrigue and outside it is smile. How are you? Thank you I am fine. Let us not look for any hidden agenda.
    Nice poem lookinf ddep inside. (Report) Reply

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