From the biography of an unknown woman: xxxvi
She stood on desolate shores
...And looked up
The darkness of the sky
Appeared as if filtered through
The sieve of glow-worm-stars
And the hill yonder looked
A mammoth heap of darkness
She tried to trace their names
He wrote on the smooth
Sea-washed damp sands...
'How everything in life seems
As if a moment ago,
My life is a tale written on water...! '
And she traced her way
Through the coal-dark sands...
29aug2010
11.11hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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