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The walls barred, walls which

Created differences. But no choice.

The light showed it's luster from a mile away

Was hidden behind this big piece of the chunk.


Wires flowed in ethnicity with the sky.

Trees glanced this boundary from an island

Of the parallel universe.


Grass peeped in and asked the ant on top of it, 

To topple with a warning of not eating it away.

Music of mosquitoes glittered in the ear of a cow 

Who waited for the grass to give her a chance.

A chance of grabbing it away, away in her mouth.

To chew it with glee and satisfy her anger 

Sitting on the other chunk of grass.


Evenings only wondered the dead branches 

On which hung the wires and transformers 

And Dynamo.


Night followed with utmost darkness and waiting 

For the light which was stuck far away behind 

The Great Wall of bricks and wood and concrete.


Rivers admired the pity of all the creatures 

Standing beside it. 

But secretly she laughed with the joy of 

At least saving herself from the dirt, sewage and the misuse. 

Certainly, she did. Because she was no more.


It was all dull, dry and deserted.

The mosquitoes were singing in joy 

Of not experiencing the curse. Of death.

Too early. Too often.

Because they weren't sucking blood. 

Instead, they sucked the juices off 

Decayed ribs of young men who lived in 

Hunger but finished eating each other

peacefully.

Too obsessed. Too selfish. 

But in ecstasy.


The chairs of an empty room

Was dancing with exuberance in memories

Of those who were once fighting for it.

Now, she stood alone on those four legs,

On which seated there a whole

New compound other than 

Oxygen and carbon dioxide.


Air was thundering the flames of 

Energy, the energy of cosmos. 

It whirled all around the land, taking 

Glimpses of burnt ashes and flickering 

All around the place in that little ones

The mind of a puppy who was earlier afraid of 

These firecrackers.

Now he was making merry. 

Too late. But too early.


Because there was nobody to be

No more in this Paradoxical world. 


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