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A Creation of sorts
It was neither
Monsoon nor winter
Yet the air was filled
With the freshness of
The first rain
It wasn’t even
The beginning of winter
And yet some chillness
Drew them closer...
The heart rained
For the first time
The eyes spread the warmth
The body gleaned into the environs
The mild chillness after the rain
And the warmth thereafter
Of a make-believe world
Within the world known(?)
A counter creation of sorts!
24 Nov 2010
10.48hrs
poem
by
Indira Babbellapati
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