![]() |
The poem reaveals the stark reality of people in delhi |
| Wrapped In the Shadows Of Delhi.. The blank white canvas is splashed with a hue of colours, Imagination takes wings, Dreams aspiring to be fulfilled, Happiness, Wealth flows in.. Such is the vision of Delhi, In the minds of a Hippie, But who has seen the nightmares? Crowds, humans streaming like ants.. Wrestling for food, wriggling, Choking amidst the black smoke, Each one to fill his stomach, Steals, Kills, works.. A colleen screams every other night... Her shouts, groans drowned by the high pop hip-hop Muzik, Bands, Rock concerts juxtaposing the funeral songs of the ordinary My lungs are choking with the exposure to the stark reality, A mask upon mask.. falling abruptly I feel lonely in the Dark..The darkness, which has wrapped around me due to the shadows of Delhi... |