Battling A Surreal World Poem by indira babbellapati
Battling A Surreal World
alone in the house
reading the news of the day
i slipped into a nap on the sofa
a sudden chill down the spine
shook me out of the day-mare
it was a world mysteriously chilling
my stiffled screams that failed to
leave my vocal cords were
heard by none but me
i tried to walk but remained
where i first took my step
i moved around people
whose heads were
strangely missing
only the bodies moved about
foolish of me...how could
those without heads can
ever hear me or see me!
i literally had to muster the energies
i could claim as mine even in that
semi-conscious state to fight against
the surreal world i was thrown into
to breathe in a world, safe and secure
however drab it might be...
08nov2009
17.40hrs
great comprehensible written piece....well done! ! ! I always love your poems...thx my friend! ! !
it was a world mysteriously chilling my stiffled screams that failed to leave my vocal cords were heard by none but me great Thoughts I loved your battling!
Another great write in your surreal series Indira...I enjoyed it.
right Indi..when we are alone, day-mare is inevitable...but i prefer day dream..
The surreal thought you had may seem to be astonishing.. But we leave in the world where majority have similar looks as in the poem. Beautiful poem. congrats sandhya
May be the crystal ball in you is predecting the future. Evolution shuns all those parts of the body that remain unused for a long time. So you just had a vision of the future humans. Surrealism is an addiction..Beware!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 5:48:50 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Oh! Indira....I loved your real-surreal world....and your thought process....It's so readable....10+