From My Yellowed Pages Poem by indira babbellapati

From My Yellowed Pages

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LOVE

People’s heart do you repair
And make two a pair
Chasing the mind’s stink
Through the heart’s sink
Ignorant thou art
Make us feel
Everything is for us
And forever:
The moon and the moonlight
Churning oceans and streams of light
You hold no grudge
Nor wish vengeance
You tune mirthful melody
In the hearts of melancholy
You laden the sorrow of heart
You make a heaven on earth
(written on 11.11.71, the first documented poem of mine)

THE ETERNAL CRY

I weep
I cry
But why do i?
No reason
Crying into the wilderness of myself
Of the sorrowful joys
And joyous sorrows
Of man caught behind bars
Of time, of life, of death
Caught by the cop
Smashed under a train
Dropped from the air of dreams
It’s all one long futile cry
Embracing the Himalayas
Flowing down Ganga
It fills the earth
Echoes through the oceans
And comes back sharper than before
The Thar within heightens with the simoom
A single death
Cannot freeze it.
(Written on 1.3.79)

PURSUIT IN VAIN

I saw the great Arjun
Building the bridge of arrows
From earth to heaven
I tried to walk on
But tumbled down
Arrows piercing me
The brain the heart and all
Blood dripping through
An aching bleeding heart
And dropp into salty oceans
Swaying on the waves
Struggle I to reach the shore
Human that I’m
Gulped by a greater wave
Found myself a watery grave
(written on 20.4.79)

THE WORLD AND I

This world never thinks
What it does
And never does
What it thinks
Weeps
When it has to laugh
Laughs
When it has to weep
Sees
When it has to hear
Kisses
When it has to kick
It goes on and on
Am I not a part of it?
Am I not a hypocrite too?
(written on 20.4.79)

COMMENTS OF THE POEM

An epic poem. How it flows coherently over years. World never thinks!

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indira babbellapati

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visakhapatnam, india
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