indira babbellapati Poems

...and when at each thought
of you and for you
a part of self gets
surrendered to you,
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i'm imperfection incarnate
but deep down my imperfection
is concealed some perfection
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through the early sky
each blink unfolded
a theatre of hues-
greyish blue to purple to pink to orange
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no experience
weighs one down
as much as one's attitude
towards it does
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is darkness scary as one
keeps walking into it?

isn't the same darkness
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How attractive
How bright
This smile can be
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Can you measure
The distance between
The skin and the brain?
Can you identify
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A bullet shot blindly
Into the sky left it
In splinters
Scattered feathers
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Undying spirit of
Ancient human adventure
Man's mission to Mars

Sowing seeds of
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It was a normal day
There’re no clouds
Or was there any weather alert
Notwithstanding, a total
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