Surreal Seasons Poem by indira babbellapati

all that's been
resurrected in
an untimely spring
now gets buried
in an ever lasting
hasty winter
under a thick blanket
of white snow
people play and frolic on...

all that's been
resurrected in
an untimely spring
now gets displaced
by a cruel west wind
blowing wild and merciless
people struggle against...

i'm left struggling
in a surreal sleep
surrounded by surreal seasons
sans a dream for
i lost the ability to dream...

29dec2009
19.44hrs