Aksharathalukal

CITY

CITY   
                                                               How fast is this city,
How loud is this city?
Corpse of failed dreams
Scatter round in its paths,
Temptations crawls along its drains!

Where does she run fast,
Why is she so stubborn?
The hoods of wants
Dance over the crowd,
The hiss of greed
Resonate in the sky!

Shall I join the mob
With my colourful mask,
To quench the sensual waves
That tides in the mind!




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CRUMPLED PAPER I amThe pain of the forest,Haughtiness of culture,I am the crunpled paper!When you throw me intothe drainOf your civilization,I reflect on the stages ofCultural evolution!Culture of the ancient River valleyThat separated man from the beast,And the culture of modern lifeThat turns man into beast!I hope I will resurectTomorrow,When the civilization flowbackTo make a man.