As I Face You On This Battle Front
this i can tell you
in all confidence
gone are swords
or daggers or missiles
or ak47s or anything
else more advanced
in this battlefront
all these and more are
but mere obselete
a look or
a word or
nth part of a glance
of ignoring or a touch
you shudder from
is far more lethal
than all these put together
even a dropp of blood
will never be seen
no ashes will ever get scattered
one goes about with blood
frozen in the veins till the breath
freezes at its appointed time
at its appointed place...
04jun2010
14.56hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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