indira babbellapati

Rookie - 70 Points (visakhapatnam, india)

Frozen Wind - Poem by indira babbellapati

Many many far too many
Nimiety piles up in front of me-
A surreal painting in need of dusting
But the wind in the southwest balcony
Froze in its tracks long before
No more any air to blow away
The fluid now solidified
Last night's salty emissions
Of routine play of affected passions
Still cling to the skin

There's no wind, you see!

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  • Freshman - 728 Points Shahzia Batool (5/19/2013 11:47:00 PM)

    Last night's salty emissions
    Of routine play of affected passions
    Still cling to the skin...

    wow...to the selection of images! ! ! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 18, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 18, 2013


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