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Showing posts with label industrial--complex. Show all posts

Tuesday

MEMORY

 


WORD STREAM : Memory
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(memory is an everlasting treasure----) 
 














 

I was filled with excitement,
My heart was beating fast, 
Spending, span of fifty years abroad, 
I was reaching my village, at last.


I had past memories of the village,
When I was young boy of ten,
I still had a vision in my eyes,
Of that place, as it was then,


Narrow lanes, and thorny bushes,
Endless fields, fragrance of land,
Round shouldered huts, zigzag fence,
Neighboring river, and knocking sand.


Crop, as regiment, standing high,
Greenery laid on the bed of soil,
Tough farmers, with rigid figures,
Fighting their fate, in turmoil.

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When I reached my native place,
I was shocked, with the series of reflex,
My vision,my village,my dreamland-
Had turned, into an industrial -complex.


My village did not exist, at all,
Dreamland was not there to define,
There was a sign- board flashing,
“National Highway Twenty- Nine.” 


No forest,no huts,no village,no fields,
All vanished.beneath the dense smoke,
Virgin river dipped into jungle of concrete, 
My vision? dreamland?--O,what a joke!
  

Life was running with high speed,
People, stick to pendulum, like the pets,
Village vanished beneath the chimneys,
Hooters and sirens guided the puppets.


Highway had joined two giant metros,
To bridge the new age, by presence,
Poor tiny river had died, beneath the bridge,
To become MEMORY; beyond existence.
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                                                  (C)  keshavdubey
                                                                   26 -4-'25