Ghost Town
I wandered and wondered
why the roads were deserted?
Birds soared high as if they never could,
humans were confined as if never could.
Far and far in the town
the usual clamour was lost.
The only folks seen
were those who once left the town!
Forced to return they seemed,
their faces were pale and grim.
Every human I saw that day,
told a story of long painful journey.
They had left their own home
to find a better vista of dreams!
Did they ever wish to return?
Did they want to destroy dreams?
Nobody left glimmering towns
to relocate, to return, to rebuild.
Unwelcoming their own place had become
for they were deemed to be carrier of doom!
The fear, the cynicism, spread
Faster than the looming deaths!
They appeared to believe as I did
that their sojourn will be warring.
Hapless their journey was
but hopeful were those steps into the ghost town!
© Suraj Kumar Saw
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