Love is
amidst the ruins...
As I walk
alone, through the quiet forgotten alleys
Stories of
unrequited love echo
From the
crumbled walls
Sagas of war
unfold
The young
flutist plays some random raga
Which tells
the tale
Of the
kingdoms past
Do I hear
the ghungroo of the Raj nartaki?
Do I hear
whispers of conspiracy?
Do I hear
the moans of a lovelorn princess?
Do I hear a
hundred canons boom?
Smoke-filled
dark corridors
Broken walls
Deep cracks
on the floor
And suddenly
A single ray
of sunshine filtering in
Through the broken
latticed window
Love lives...amidst the ruins!
-SG
