Explorations: Vii Poem by indira babbellapati
Explorations: Vii
Rating: ★5.0
When earth caves
Under the feet
When words rain
sand particles
When what's held
Closest to breath
Throws one into
A maelstrom
When dust-storms
Of emotions blind
Eyes and mind
When whirlwinds
Drift one with
Merciless intensity
What's there to hold...?
Self-preservation
A supportive hand
Much talked of
Remain empty ideas
And emotional gimmicks...
Monday, September 10, 2012
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4/26/2024 3:51:20 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Brilliant write, very philosophical - what is there to hold, a good question.