Explorations: Xliv Poem by indira babbellapati

Explorations: Xliv



I don't know why
I keep my doors open
When stirred into writing
I raise my head
Inadvertently to catch
A glimpse of you
Standing at the door
In body and spirit...

Then I understand the reason why...

With the flow of words
I wash your feet
In religious fervour
And in the puddle created
I dip my nib to write
For you
Of you

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indira babbellapati

indira babbellapati

visakhapatnam, india
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