indira babbellapati - raka

this glowing moon
i see on this special night
of kartika when chillness
slowly begins to spread
into the interiors pining
for mild warmth
the nascent cold spreads
blended with warm silvery glow
that investes mortal desires
with silvery wings...
raka-the name conjures up
several vivid images
of angels on picture post-cards
of lovers' passions let loose
in the open fields cutivated
by the unique glow of the moon
of kissing the moon on her cheeks
of soaring to heights unknown
from where earth looks
ready to be discarded
of returning to the
world of lackluster
with lips singing
the song of moonlight...

02nov2009
12.54hrs

indira babbellapati

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