How long, how long <br />I keep asking the elements <br />Plead with the wind <br />Request the fire <br />Look longingly at water <br />Stare into ether <br />Lovingly look at the earth <br />How long how long <br />Will you take to break <br />Your balance within <br />To go up in billowing smoke <br />To merge the remains <br />In flowing waters... <br />How long how long <br />I keep asking the elements <br />To once again carry me <br />Back to from where they <br />Diligently assembled me <br />The (un) known meadows <br />Or deserts of snow or sand... <br /> <br />In a wink it occurred to me <br />I've nothing to live for <br />The wink occupied <br />The being, the environs <br />It's placed in <br />The world looks at me <br />In a sensuous dejection <br />Smiled at me in weak indulgence... <br /> <br />What do you do <br />In moments as this, <br />You may ask <br />I retrieve into a smaller <br />Corner within the corner <br />I' confined to... <br /> <br />I write what you call <br />Poetry!<br /><br />indira babbellapati<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/explorations-lxiii/
