Theme: Environment

Covered the Face

The smoke bathes
the entire city!

The furnaces and the hearths burn,
To see the child, the birds visit!

The woman, hidden,
coughs nearby,
A face beautiful and gentle once
was close to the heart of one beloved!
The face of hers
drenched in smoke,
The rosy face
lost in eyes, deep!

No complaint from life now,
No sweet dreams of world she has,
Stoops with shyness!

Dipping in smoke
For years numberless —
Sheds the ocean of tears
of the Ganga and Yamuna!
She covers the face under
the tattered hem!
But now from east
peeps the shining lamp,
and the cheerful ray sings
the end
of the painful moment! 
 

09-Aug-2011

More By  : Prof. Dr. Mahendra Bhatnagar

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