Landfills


Landfills

Reminiscences stuffed into frayed pockets , she walked
in no particular direction, going as far as house waste goes
In search of a treasure trove of stinking landfills
Tattered as her life of forty, are her gathered clothes
Fading grey underskirt with trailing ,weeping ends
ignorant of the boundaries that defined the sari-remains above.

She poked around the stagnant mound, not particular about any find
Bits of plastic, broken bottles, an abandoned diary of teenage throes
All lay in companionable silence in her brown sack of unwanted orphans
She picked in silence , watched by a scraggly, one-eyed, stubbed tail cat
Twin wandering souls, united in casual neglect, relegated to the night-soil trenches.
Previous birth karma, wrinkled noses, anti-beggar sentiments and disgust compete for supremacy.
©  Reena Prasad
Published in Youth ki Awaaz. Link Here

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Only Earth


Only Earth

 

Look out of bare windows
into the sea of flickering lives.
Let us draw aside the curtains
that shroud our open eyes. 

Aiming for the highest peak
yet scared of the trembling earth
Walking moonless on the beach
yet wary of ocean’s slightest mirth. 

Eons of passing time and nature
can only nudge the solid rocks.
We poke our fingers into nuclear hollows
causing accelerations and energy blocks. 

Tectonic plates sashay apart
divorced from decaying locks,
Angry forces gather momentum
splitting the earth, shattering rocks. 

We dig deep into her core
eroding the life forces in our way.
Sucking vital fluids, looting precious stones
triggering off vicious cycles of decay. 

Egoistic explosives roar under sand and sea,
each pretending to be powerfully smart.
Hacked lifeline rivers, gag with human wastes.
fragile eco-systems drag concrete carts. 

Who destroyed the Earth tree, Mama?
Unborn generations silently scoff.
We were foolish,forgive us Children,
we sat on the lone branch and cut it off.


©Reena Prasad.. First published in YOUTH KI AWAAZ  > THE LINK IS HERE