Relationships
some are passing clouds
they leave unbearable humidity behind
some are incessant rains
they don't leave one a moment to think
some are tsunamis
nothing of you is left behind
some are whirlwinds, where
they take one is any body's guess
some are like deflated balloons
none can put air back into them
some are hydrogen balloons
they escape from grasp without a signal
some are a phone out of order
the ring goes on but none responds
some are like one's shadow
the length and breadth keeps varying
some are candles flickering against wind
they neither blow away nor give enough light
whatever, each relationship adds
a new dimension to life and
determines life at each stage
each brings in some spring
some gentle breeze
combined with a soft drizzle
that sustains one for a while
19sep2009
19.34hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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