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indira babbellapati

visakhapatnam, india
indira babbellapati
visakhapatnam, india
Friday, May 13, 2011

' Self '

Rating: 2.7
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

Reliable
Trustworthy
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 ripple on the river
That always remains

A lotus in a pond
indira babbellapati
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COMMENTS
Alexander Coppedge 26 March 2013
I know the men loved this one Hard to find such submissive behavior I've always fought for woman equal rights
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Shumaila Bari 14 September 2012
a soulful, mystic poem.
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