indira babbellapati

Rookie - 70 Points (visakhapatnam, india)

For Him I Know Not: Xxxi - Poem by indira babbellapati

That was a secret
I hid from myself

Last night when
I fidgeted through
An empty cold night
The recollection of
A heart bursting its seams
A heart beating at its
Regular pace filled
The night with warmth
That sprawled to settle on me;
Bursting forth a secret
That lie hidden within me
Unknown to myself!

I'm now impoverished
And light...

But possess all the wealth
One can ever possess
To be called the richest...

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 21, 2013



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