A Poem that Stared into My Eyes

You came
Walking across
My sandy furrows

You left...

Ever since
I move about
The scorching desert-day
Like a dehydrated leaf
Suspended on the day sky

You left...

Ever since
I struggle about
The cold desert-night
Like a fledgling
With feather scanty

You left...

Sealing the furrows
From behind

(25May2011)

poem by Indira Babbellapati
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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