Four Poems
by Lakshmi Munjuluri
(Bengaluru, India)
Equals
When the Sun
sinks into the Sea,
and the grains
of sand under my feet
swiftly drift
into water with the waves,
I feel that
we both are
on the same plane.
**
Inside out...
When part of me
in the world
and part of the world
in me
intersected,
I think
we met each other.
**
As it is
I wonder
why do I always
stand in front of the mirror
which shows
the right as left;
instead I should
go to a friend
who reflects
my rights and
wrongs intact.
**
Celestial
Be watchful
while you
wander around
with the basket
full of moon-light
as some of the stars
may spill down.
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