A Poem In Waiting
When night shrouded me
In that visible darkness
I heard the sun dipping
Down into the sea
The invisible rivers silently flowed
Into their final confluence
In that silence of night
There I heard a melody
Flowing from the moon
Arising out of the sea...
A distant melody it was
From the invisible singer
A strange melody it was
Of despair and hope
Of departures and arrivals
Of sorrows and smiles
I clung to the night's blanket
And waited...
23 Aug 2011
23.15hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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