indira babbellapati

Rookie - 106 Points (visakhapatnam, india)

My Funeral Procession - Poem by indira babbellapati

never do i understand
how we come to this earth
with a bang that rings loud
in every heart...

never do i understand
how we leave this earth
so stealthily and silently
cries ringing loud in empty space

but when we die several times
while still living on this earth
none there's to cry
we cry over our own death
silently and stealthily

i, a solitary mourner
walk several times
behind my own coffin...


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  • (4/8/2010 10:24:00 PM)

    wow, mouth remains open.....that's one image i'll never forget! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 8, 2010

Poem Edited: Wednesday, June 30, 2010

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