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Form The Biography Of An Unknown Woman: Xxvi
to say there's only happiness
in her thoughts of him and for him
would be a balatant lie
there're scars
there're hurts
there'have been silences
there has been indifference too
but beyond all these and more
his invisible presence touches her
at each breath she draws in and out
she hears his footsteps and as one
hypnotised she simply follows
till they lead her to her empty bed
and absorbs his visible absence
with abated passion
desire unfulfilled
she waits for the day break
to start yet another day
that would lead her once again
to her empty bed in the night...
25may2010
17.16hrs
poem
by
Indira Babbellapati
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