Ricerca

Sitting on her window sill...she pondered

She sighed ...mulled over her hazy, scattered thoughts

Winds resonated broken words...letters scattered ....abandoned by time

She sighed ....who am I? waiting for a call

She chased ....butterflies behind the shrubs

Zephyr...chimed.... a melodious tone

Walking through the forlorn forest.....she sighed

Tears dribbled .....alas, could feel her name engraved on a casket

Ana??.... echoed through her ears

Hmmm........ Ana??

Perplexed....she sighed.......who am I?




Poetry by lita mohapatra
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Written on 2014-03-04 at 13:45

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