A Surreal Moment Poem by indira babbellapati

A Surreal Moment

Rating: 3.7


in the midnight hours
my soul abruptly taps
me on my cheek
into wakefulness
all around me
faint shadows of
increasing complexities
and absurdities grow
larger than life and
present a shadow play
on the surrounding blank walls

i let my mind footloose
how many flyovers
to ease the congestion!

my feet inadvertantly
lead me into the southwest balcony
from where i see
the stars losing their shine
the moon fast waning
an occasional light
dotting the vacant inky highway

and the landscape freezes
into a surreal silhouette

06sep2009
01.20hrs

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rachel Butler 06 September 2009

and the landscape freezes into a surreal silhouette Rachel Ann Butler

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Sandra Martyres 06 September 2009

Lovely imagery in this piece Indira....A surreal moment is a very appropriate title for this poem..Cheers

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Ency Bearis 06 September 2009

a wonderful poem..with great imagery condusive to the theme...very nice...10

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Rakesh Bedi 07 September 2009

.....and the landscape freezes...... beautiful, indira........

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indeed this description is that of a surreal moment... i like it much!

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Rachel Butler 21 September 2009

all around me faint shadows of increasing complexities and absurdities grow larger than life and present a shadow play Rachel Ann Butler

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Sathyanarayana M V S 18 September 2009

'surreal silhoutte' an apt ending to a great imagery. (Bhavukatha at its best)

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Sarwar Chowdhury 16 September 2009

wonderful 1! the surreal imageries seems greatly evolve into magic realism! excellent! 10+

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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar 11 September 2009

a good poem well written showing your masterliness. shan

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Indira Babbellapati 09 September 2009

From: Brett Ackerman (Colorado Springs United States; Male; 44) To: Indira Babbellapati Date Time: 9/9/2009 8: 24: 00 AM (GMT -6: 00) Subject: Re: a surreal moment ' I certain read along and find much to relate too in the sense that life is full of these moments that just seem to have no explaination to.

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