Surreal Seasons
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
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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