A Shattered Sanctuary

Pebbles were laid down,

Guiding the tributaries

To flow through sluice gates.

Crevices were muttered,

Forming potholes. Edifices

Were brought down 

To take the bricks to

Roll on your path.

Did she ever think of me?

Yes, she crafted a beauteous 

House for us—

Many dissected

Many exploited

Many obliterated.

But why did you raze me?

I saw myself decorous 

A home in a garden full

Of roses, exotic species

Surmounting the natives,

Solar panels lit me nigh

The stream where I lived-

I blossomed; I embraced 

You within. 

I was your child; you laid

Thorns on my route. Tears

Have desiccated; nothing remains

But dotted pieces, shambles.

A weeping smile, a shattered dream,

Breathing her, without a life to breathe.

By Orbindu Ganga

From: India

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