indira babbellapati

Rookie - 71 Points (visakhapatnam, india)

My Martinet - Poem by indira babbellapati

I stand and stare
Not in confusion
Not in awe
Not in surprise
Not in fear either
Not as i
But as she
Nurtured and groomed
In the firmament of
The (in) visible destiny
That taught me
Many a lesson in its due course
In its inimitable role
As a martinet

Today the training makes me
Stand on the margins
Of life and death
In total dispassion
And surrender...

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 1, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, March 2, 2013


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