indira babbellapati

Rookie - 71 Points (visakhapatnam, india)

For Whom I Know Not... - Poem by indira babbellapati

You held my imagination
By your little finger
And taught my creativity
How to walk, talk through
The winding paths of heart
My imagination
Flowed around you
It flew across your sky
It nestled in your warmth
The dreams bloomed
In those vast pastures
You ploughed to yield
A rich crop of my creativity


Comments about For Whom I Know Not... by indira babbellapati

  • Gold Star - 6,907 Points Tirupathi Chandrupatla (7/2/2013 5:37:00 AM)

    The opening lines lead by the little finger to creativity. Nice poem. Thank you. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 2, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 2, 2013


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