A Poem Sliding Down The Glass-Pane Poem by indira babbellapati

A Poem Sliding Down The Glass-Pane

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I look around
And retrieve to
My regular corner
The glass widow
Overlooking the sky

Everyday
Every afternoon
I looked at the baked glass
With its coat of dirt
In expectation

The clear sky
Always giving me
An apologetic glance

Lo, this morning
As the clouds dimmed
The corner, hope revived

The sky didn't let me down
The rain lashed and lashed

The rain slid down the glass-pane
Like water droplets
On the freshly bathed skin!


(05 Jul 2011)

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indira babbellapati

indira babbellapati

visakhapatnam, india
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