'Magical Bond' Of Words'* Poem by indira babbellapati

in the absence of
'time place and action'
crushed as we are under
'time's juggernaut'
the heart flies like a
'disjointed kite'
the parched soul looks around
for 'a few drops of dew'

standing 'at the level crossing'
measuring 'clouds and colors'
'agony' hits like a blank 'canvass'

nothing is found 'between
the covers' either!

in the 'solitude of silence'
i simply listen to the silence within
gathering the 'anatomy of dead cells'
of the 'entombed silence'

*with due respects to poet arkay dass

04apr2009
08.29