Sethu-Main- A Bridge?
From the valley below,
To the mountains high-
He who had to go
Has left!
Trampling underneath-
Me-History has snatched-
You from my arms!
Tell me, My Kanu,
Was I but aStepping stone?
Merely a channel
Crossing the chasm-
Between the playground
and the battlefield?
Now, these desolate peaks
My body-
the fragile gold beaded bridge-
Suspended between the valleys of Death
Deserted, Useless
Quivering, shuddering
I remain-the broken link-
He who had to leave
has left-
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Was I but aStepping stone?
Merely a channel
Crossing the chasm-
Between the playground
and the battlefield?
Beautiful....! I will return to read and re-read each poem. I will return after reading the Hindi originals.
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