indira babbellapati - Yet another Blast...

Strangely enough
This world is ridden
With vampires
Vampires not interested
In sucking blood out of you
But interested in spilling your blood
On the surface of the earth
To create gore and terror
Whether in stark day light
Or during a normal night
Their fangs are hidden
From all tech-savvy gadgets
They feign innocence
As they casually stroll
Amidst thick crowds
Once the job is done
They vanish as if at the day break...

09Sep2011
00.15hrs

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I've turned insensitive
To death
I'm now sensitive
To life
Of late
I anticipate death
At every corner
To me theses days
Life is but a distant cry
Why shed tears
Over the inevitable?
And commonplace?
Why regale
Over what passes off
At an abrupt turn?

Somewhere
In some corner of the earth
Collective wails rise and fall
Deafening the earth's ears

08Sep2011
21.00hrs

indira babbellapati

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