Helplessness
~ Deepak Vohra
Last night
Someone was killed
No breaking news
no trending post
not even a whisper.
The birds
that usually flood the morning with songs
have gone silent too
as if the sky itself
has forgotten how to sing.
Who will speak now?
And what is left to say?
Everyone is running
breathless, exhausted
simply trying to earn
their daily bread.
The windows stay shut
trembling in fear.
Every breath hangs in the air,
waiting, wondering--
what happens next?
My city
drowning in the deafening noise of silence
is somehow forced
to keep living.
विवशता
कल रात हत्या हुई
कहीं कोई ख़बर नहीं
चहकती है जो चिड़ियाँ
आज सुबह वो भी
कहीं गुम रही
अब कौन बोले
क्या बोले
हर तरफ भागम भाग है
बस रोटी के वास्ते
सब खिड़कियाँ सहम रही हैं
डर के साये में
हर साँस अटकी है
अब आगे क्या होगा
मेरा शहर
चुप्पियों के कोलाहल में
जीने को विवश है।
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Author:
Deepak Vohra (
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Comments2
Heavy, this poem speaks to the powerless feel of a modern world crowded with people considered numbers where each must spend all their effort to survive with no time for regard of others. It is cold and a concrete asphalt jungle with no room for empathy. Nicely written a fave
the world appears to lack basic empathy now
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