indira babbellapati (visakhapatnam, india)

in the incessant flow
of silence that surrounds me
you are embedded
the way a delicate melody is
how long do i wait
for this melody to break free
of the silence to fill
my ears...
the whispers i hear behind
those fluttering eye lashes
burden my delicate heart
with a nagging question
'when... again? '
this endless waiting
this heartfelt longing
spreads into every
nook and corner of my
mind and body like
a forset fire...

05dec2009
13.58hrs