sabitha geethall

A lonely sparrow,
flew in my living room..
last stormy night....
when the roaring thunder
...

Like bonfire
Starting from a single spark
Racing flame arms
To engulf all...
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I dream
Sea shores, blazing sunlight
Blue water and glittering sand
Cliffs, on which waves splatter
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It has been a long wait...
but you never said anything,
tranquil like a deep greenish lake...
frightening and tempting..
...

I loved a million men...
And a million loved me back..
But that alone didn't satisfie
My greedy untampered soul.
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A gypsy girl
Sleeps in my blood.
I could hear
The wanderer
...

As the silhouette of
A mango tree, painting
'Magical realism'
On my window pane.
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In my brisk morning walks
I see him everyday
The old man sitting near the street lamp
Alone in a faceless crowd.
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We met in golden silence,
which struck as lightning..
when the trees forgot to breath,
and the night hushed it's crumpled wings..
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When i die...
Bury me in a garden,
Among the thick green trees...
Ladden with bunches of shiny flowers,
...