Poems and Poetry

Lives | A Poem by Ananya S. Guha

Nothing has happened ever since
the first embers of the sun
reduced to ashes, misshapen
animals pranced around
unaware of grotesque features, wildly rabbits danced, the wildlife
sanctuary nearer home
bristled with poachers
even as the sad-looking deer
withdrew into a shell, mingled with the habitat
human beings only prowled
around, and guilt hung on the wind helpless, grief in sin
who lives now, bird animal man
mammal, the elephant’s tusk is precious, more dear
than ordinary humdrum lives.



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