Cataclysm

Water closed me in from behind

Water slowly spread to

All directions I moved

No, I was not alone

People thronged from all sides

Panic writ large upon the faces

I spotted some familiar

Though they seem not to care for me

The sky threw up

Dull subdued light

The shades of which

I see for the first time

I kept walking

The faces no longer around

The water that initially

Touched my feet playfully

Now came up to my knees

My conscious self felt a mild furor

My surreal self, as cool as

The waters closing in from all sides

Everything around moved

At its decisive pace…

As one eon began to fade

Slowly and steadily

The surreal surroundings

Echoed with the notes

That flowed with ease

Form the flute…

Whoever said cataclysm

Comes as a jolt with fire

Emerging from depths of the oceans?

16 Oct 2010

05.10hrs

poem by Indira Babbellapati
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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