indira babbellapati

Rookie - 106 Points (visakhapatnam, india)

Self - Poem by indira babbellapati

It has been telling me
Many a tale
Of woe and joy
In infancy
I cried.I smiled
At the tragic tales
At the happy ones
They thought I was in pain
They thought I was smiling at them!
As I grew up, it remained
My companion
An unfailing friend
My bedrock; my rock support
My pole-star
My adventure
My silent witness
My direction
My guardian-angel
My journey
My destination too
This self
Beyond gender
Beyond time
That always floats like
A bubble on the river
That always remains
A lotus in a pond

Am i THAT?

(12 May 2011)

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 12, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 12, 2011

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