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Kanna K. Siripurapu

Kanna K. Siripurapu

Imprints on my Soul

Washed away are my doodles on the shore,
Withered away are my inscriptions on the stone,
Blown away are my footprints on the sand,
But lasts forever are your memories,
Forever imprinted on my soul..!

(2013)

Other works by Kanna K. Siripurapu...
Limited Palette

There she goes with grace and eleg… Spinning and gyrating in the ballr… Dancing for the tunes of grandeur… Drawing the fresco of intricate de… But of a limited palette, when onl…
Waves of Hope

Waves of hope that reaching out to… Keep touching and gently kissing m… But, when I extend my arms, To hold them, wish them, and greet… They retreat and shy away in to th…
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Hindsight

At my eyes behest, I fell for the one that looked the… But the one that looked the nicest… Is the one that Betrayed me first… The truth that ducked my foresight…
An Act

An act that was caught in the act, May not be an act that you might h… Cos behind every act there lies it… So, before you react to judge an a… Just take a moment to find the fac…
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Never the Same

The saga of an endless tale, The events of a concatenated chain… Played on this stage time and agai… And recited over and over again! The bark breaks to give the way to…
My Awkward Nakedness

The moment I stepped out of the c… And stepped into the world filled… I was whisked and wrapped immediat… In the social fabric of different… Of the colours of culture, creed,…
Vision and visualization

Caught in between vision and visua… Is vision the sight of a moving fl… And visualization the sight of a f… Is seeing the movements in reality… And seeing the moments in imaginat…
Roots

Frizzled are they, and lay damp an… Born are they to breathe and breed… Bitter are they to taste, so put t… But the fruits they bear are sweet… Neither the mighty nor the tiny of…
Anchor and Baggage

The weight of an anchor on the dec… The pain of baggage in the core of… Whether to carry or let go off the… I remained indecisive, no matter h… If I let go off the anchor,
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Hope....................

I had two wings, ability and hope, Although, the ability was broken a… But the hope still kept fluttering… In a hope to take over the inabili… And take off, to reach the skies!
Frisking the contours

Feeling your lips, On my fingertips, Running along the curved rims, Frisking the contours, And caressing their velvet tips,
Beginning of an end

When the tables are turned, And the cloud bursts into storm, When road reaches the hem of a cli… And life hits the rock bottom, When hope sinks into the abyss,
Noisey Silence

Woke-up to the noise, When a beam of darkness fell heavi… And broke into pieces the colorful… That, I spread carefully on the f… At dawn the day before!
ONE and only ONE

I opened my eyes and scanned my ro… I heard a voice asking me, “Where… Pushed the blankets and I put my… I heard the floor asking me “where… Laughed and shook my head,
Grit in the Eyes

Sticks that I have burnt disappea… The ashes I have dropped to the g… A speck of those ashes has lodged… And found now, an eternal place, u… Tearing the blanket of tears, ever…



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