Concrete City (Dying City)

Sankha Ranjan Patra

I feel to be lost 

In the concrete city,

Whenever I visit 

To a crowded city.

All beings feel to be lost 

As they walk high,

And all buildings look

At the empty sky .

I step forward 

Through a wide lane ,

Seldom move with freedom 

Along the congested plain.

All beings step forward 

Like a caged Bird,

And all buildings prove

To be without heart.

It can be felt 

Humans not in touch,

Who can tell us

It is not as such?

It can be felt 

Humans are fake 

In living lonely life, 

For whose sake?

Concrete after concrete 

Wishing to get the sky,

Wishing to get the moon,

And it is not a lie.

Concrete after concrete 

That will touch the moon,

That will touch the sky 

And every star very soon.

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Bio: Sankha Ranjan Patra is a poet and author. He belongs to India. He writes in English, Bengali and Hindi. His published books are Muse, Mute, All About Love and Borsha. Muse and Mute are poetry books in English. All About Love is a novel in English. Borsh is a poetry book in Bengali. He has contributed for many anthologies and magazines. He has been honoured by different literary societies.

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Special Edition: The Dying City :: Setu, November 2024