Sunrises and Sunsets
sweet and delightful though
have no takers here.
Fountains of love and
harmony are found nowhere here.
Curses of identity-crisis
rule the roost here.
Fragrance of camaraderie and bonhomie
is just a polished word here
deafening roars of mechanised beasts
frighten no one here
since they are part and
parcel of existence here.
Train of life screeches past
all hurdles ahead
in the process knocks down
lives and lives, hopes and hopes,
dreams and dreams
ruthlessly cold-bloodedly
where life is a barren land
like that in a vast desert…………
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