Sky high, fire spitting dragons
haunt my dreams.
Channels flash news of people
smoked out like
rats from holes.
From the curling smoke
screams for help crawl out.
My love resides in
a distant terrain,
trapped inside cubicles
of gigantic skyscrapers.
Everyday she hurries
through breakfast,
hastens to her workplace
scraping down bits and
pieces of humdrum existence.
Through meandering roads
she trudges back at night
holding on to tomorrows
enmeshed in an eddy
of revolving days.
I fold my hands and
a prayer slips through unspoken.
An apposite poem in memoriam.
Thank you so much
An exquisite, profoundly touching poem.
Thank you Vijay
Synergy more profound and touching!
Great.
Thank you for the appreciation
each day is a day of new hope as we keep on living… each day comes so many struggles in life we keep on holding on …trusting in prayers… nicely written realization… (Y)
Thank you so much
Deep and powerful
Thank you so much