Explorations: Li Poem by indira babbellapati

Explorations: Li



I was standing
On the thin edge
Of a nascent dawn
Inhaling its colours
And its perfume

Young
Foolish
And zealous

While still standing
It was dusk and I
Remained oblivious
To the changed
Hues and colours...

Ah, wasn't I
Young once...?

Thursday, February 21, 2013
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indira babbellapati

indira babbellapati

visakhapatnam, india
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