49
strokes have passed since:
I
found myself in this place --
Where
the blades of grass have
Overpowered
the tyres and concrete
Where
the shrubs have grown
Brazenly,
to cover the naked machines.
Where
the roots of a certain tree has
Strangled
remnant pieces of a long-gone plant.
Where
the sky is clearer, air is cleaner
And
I yearn to smell smokes and fumes!
Where
I live by sunlight and sleep by starlight,
Long
forgotten the pertinence of a tube light.
I
do not know my whereabouts, but I say:
This
is the place I've dreamt of, but not now.
Vk
Dadhich
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