In this city loneliness
is a needling pain to me.
In this crowded, congested city
even amidst the crowds
I find myself trapped in loneliness.
Don’t be mistaken
when we come across love-birds
moving ahead
with one’s hand around the other.
The next day
he/she can be seen moving along
with another lover.
Believe it, it is the hallmark
of a city barring
a few exceptional love-relations.
Our kind of love
we happen to meet in our
village is pure,
transparent, dedicated and
devoted towards each other.
No matter young or old alike
undergo gnawing pain
since they are
never free from eternal loneliness
being deserted by their
sons and daughters in the city.
If one says meaning of love
in the city is hollow and superficial.
In these days
villages are evolving into
cities just like
flashes or with the speed
of light years
the meaning of true
love is turning barren
incredible it seems.
But that is the truth, the whole truth
nothing but the truth, the ultimate truth.
Nothing remains static
changes, changes, changes
every second, every minute, every hour.
Need not nurse apprehensions
we are losing our
rivers, lakes, ponds, greenery
birds, flowers and bio-diversity
all the blessings showered
on us by Mother Nature.
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