indira babbellapati

passing clouds through a film of tears farmer's woes!…

nature's ensemble sky air water earth fire subtle melody!…

seeds sprout silently within soil saplings surprise!…

time danced on the tulip petals scent still lingers…

soothing winds swaying on the river river on ripples…

game of love and of hide and seek life, a solitude…

thought-like-smoke reshaping to the sway ah, the breeze!…

On that early winter morning The sun and I wiggled our way Cutting through the placenta To touch the earth to begin…

there, there...down there through a thicket of fog beckoned a vacant boat i fought through the fog…

The night in its womb conceal many a dream that fade away at the site of an insensitive sun...…

i create a quiet midnight hour around me all the time and migrate myself…

Longing lifts its locks dreams turn into nightmares: your absence…

On a day when the sun's chariot Is picking its momentum and The night still exhaling cool Dampness on the day's pricking skin…

For days he did not sleep The body of a dead dog Lying at the street end Bothering him for long…

I set out to meet you Thick black clouds filled My sky, my dear god How do I find my way…