3/23/2013

Poem92.Standing There

Standing There 

 

Confined to my bubble
I was just flying
that space for me- the world.
was so busy, to look out understand.

When accidentally
bubble hit on a sharp edge
fell off from dream
with open eyes ,the reality.

Am I dead or now alive
should I get up or
will move automatically??
Still standing there stupefied.

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