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| Meghna Kaul |
Looking at those sky scrappers
at last he was, where he wanted to be
a land of dreams and life
the concrete skyscrapers reached the infinite
The multitudes rushing to jostle past each other
and lost in the labyrinth of buildings
A few days passed and there was a sudden urge
to look beyond the concrete
and wrap the azure sky
But so many things in between
the abode of peace and clean
the dazzling lights in the night
reminding the mad life palpable
the sense of happening and life
a touch of calm he groped for
mundane life and a sense of sublime
trodding his way back
from factory
he thought of ‘home’ and the lonely shack
the cold shacks and the cold hearts
he missed the smell and soft shadow of trees
in his frenzy for more we miss the core
the laughter, the ease, the togetherness breathed
but all lost in the materialistic greed
nearby he saw a solitary bench
his heart was melted to see an elderly couple
sitting and watching the life moving so fast
they watched around and as the night shrouded the day
they made it towards their way
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