The Dying City

Arun Kumar Prasad
Bio: A graduate mechanical engineer. Served in Coal India Limited a coal winning company in India almost about 34 years at different levels. Retired in the year 2008. Composed poetry from earlier age. Got published 1st in the year 1961 in a magazine published from Patna. Not widely published but have composed many poems.
Email: gaaon12@gmail.com

When a culture is shattered, 
Civilization is destroyed.
The pulse of the city is seized.
It remains a city even then
Weeping at its glorious death.

The air turns upside down, 
Does not carry song of joy
And words of cry.
It goes into deep sleep alone.
Life is undone.

The prayers have to be Slogans
May the city live long.
The science becoming a history
Lost in the beaming desert
In the dying city.

It must tell its several decade story
At present time to the future city
Likely to grow up upon the ruins.
A city dying at the hands of desirous people
 Desiring to dictate a city, not loving it not habituating it.

At war city don’t die but surrenders.
At peace a city breathes higher and higher.
A city in war and peace both plans its hope
And growth.
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