Saturday 1 November 2014



UNNOTICED !


Who has time here for  shrinking sprigs and burning hearts?
For breaths’ bruised hours, love’s  festers and false starts?


For young  jasmines losing aroma in the dead of the night?
For children vulnerable, stricken with trauma and fright?


For unpublished stories of woeful wallows and wounds?
For  beats noble skipped and their dying ,dumb sounds?


For memories of nation lost under  moss of inertia?
For causes genuine trampled  under mass hysteria ?


Are we really happy here with ourselves tucked in cells?
Without time for issues real and ear for the last bells ??



Comp. n copy right : saroj k. padhi
01/11/14

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