in this seductive interplay of <br />sun and shadows <br />in this intirguing drama of <br />light and darkness <br />i nose-dive into pools of <br />teasing illusions and <br />corrupted reality <br />i'm utterly defenceless in the <br />vortex of hide and seek <br />on this pompous stage of <br />glaring lights with my face <br />heavily made up <br />i indulge in an unending soliloquy <br />that i alone hear <br />i enact a clumsy pantomime <br />in an auditorium where <br />i'm the only audience <br /> <br />is this just one sun rise <br />is this just one darkness <br />is this just one dawn <br />is this juse one dusk <br />that repeates itself upon <br />an unseen hand pressing <br />an invisible re-play button? <br /> <br />tell me, my friend... <br />when will these <br />solidified shadows of twilight <br />dilute and dissolve <br />into a total darkness or <br />complete light? <br /> <br />24nov2009 <br />07.30hra<br /><br />indira babbellapati<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ruminations-of-a-morning/
