Posted by: Ron DuBour | April 7, 2016

SORCERESS~by Indira Sadanandan




I was flying over the sky
Sitting on my magic wand
So many days passed by
I met various places
Townships and people on
Earth walking, doing works
Eating and sleeping.
Sometimes I was hidden in
The clouds and sometimes
Bathed in the hot sun.
A long term of oblivion
At last I flew down to the
Earth,transformed myself
As alphabets and intruded
Into the lyrics of a poem
My wand as it’s rhythm.

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