Treasure Island

indira babbellapati

(visakhapatnam, india)

Who's that walking behind...?


There there,
do you see the grave
that unfailingly
follows me
day in and day out?
It never utters
a word or makes any noise;
doesn't allow me to
feel free of its clutch
as if it had cuffed me
for life...

Funny enough,
it never comes face to face;
always walking behind
like a guard without
a whistle...

Submitted: Thursday, February 20, 2014

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