indira babbellapati Poems

Somehow, these days
Whenever it rains
On parched earth
It no longer sends
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It would all begin

In a state of innocence
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a part of me dies
while another part regenerates
a thought dies
while another thought blooms
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A momentary shadow
Of a transitory moonbeam
Was I on the varying sea
And so will I remain
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She dreams
Her ruminations
Unclothed
Offering her nakedness
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midsummer sun
in passion fury
river bared
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Strangely enough
This world is ridden
With vampires
Vampires not interested
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'star light star bright'
eons passed by
into earth's womb
sunk into oceans
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A woman’s eye

Bears the brunt
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a laughter
a distant melody
a prayer
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