NilavroNill Shoovro
Beneath the treasure mountains
You can hear their whispers, still
Like the sound of the last breath
Preparing themselves finally
………………….for their own grave
Let them die peacefully if you can
With all their hopes for a better life
Like the wings of the migrant birds
Like the dreams of the humiliated
…………………..for the final peace
Most of us are like them, in the queue
Hoping still to escape the riddle
The owners are happy and jubilant
Proud of their treasure mountains
…………………..for their exploits
Because of the riddle they set
Because we love to survive
Because we need to believe
Because we like to dream
…………………..they defeat us each time
Beneath the treasure mountains
History unfolds with the same old story
Philosophers and the prophets alike
Remain flabbergasted with
…………………..their own words and lines,
(they don’t even know why)
16th February 2019
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