The Metro Diaries

I have seen them disperse,
I have seen them scatter…
In search of space, in search of a place,
In search of peace, in search of solace…
All at Once and now, none at all,
Standing still, a little afraid to bend,
A little more afraid to spend.

A pack of wolves and now, just a herd,
Pluck out the flowers and they’re left with some herbs.
They seem a little strange, a little confused,
a little scared, a little lost…maybe, a lot lost.
But once, they are parted, separated, divided,
They are weak, submissive, delicate and tender,
Again!
Now that they have a different challenge to unmute their mouths,
Measure the silent routes, commute from the north back to the south…

I see them disperse,
I see them scatter…
In search of race, in search of a craze,
In search of claps, in search of praise…
All at once and now, none at all,
Standing still, a little afraid to bend,
A little more afraid to spend

Shreya Bhatnagar from Delhi Metropolitan Education, GGSIPU

“An Artist with a Feather in a Black Coat.”


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