indira babbellapati

Rookie - 38 Points (visakhapatnam, india)

Cradled in the lap of Your passion


Cradled in the lap of Your passion...

The heart that's
set ablaze by you draws
its sustenance from
the breeze of passion
blowing from you
sitting in contemplation
in the south west balcony.

You sit there cross legged
in lotus posture focusing
on your breath connecting
us to each other and your
inward eye on the ripples
of silence that formed into
a ring as around a planet

From the depth of silence
rose a fiery wind shaking
my very core to dislodge
me of my bearings to
become one with it and be
consumed in that fire to
be reduced to a naught.

You remained
in your lotus posture
in realms unknown
and unreachable!

Submitted: Tuesday, February 25, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, February 25, 2014

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  • Rookie - 416 Points Shahzia Batool (2/27/2014 11:46:00 PM)

    a poem with wonderful phrases:
    The heart that's
    set ablaze ////// the breeze of passion
    blowing from you //////
    You sit there cross legged
    in lotus posture ////// the ripples
    of silence //////... loved the composition! (Report) Reply

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