MISCELLANEOUS: A POEM

Birds desperately flying over 

the rubbles scattered everywhere

A mother searching

her son suffering from terminal illness 

The unborn babies deliberating 

silently in the impatient wombs 

inside the crowded hospitals 

An unlocked cellphone found by the rescue team

Lover’s last message flashing on screen

We can foresee death coming.

In the backyard of a house

a child busy playing with her toys

a flower blossoms in the garden

are they unaware of the war ?

Can autumn be stopped ?

Shall we not die some day –

maybe, one day !

(C). – MRITYUNJAY JHA

BEAUTY IN A WAR

 

Tanks roll on without hesitation 

Shelling goes unabated 

Air becoming thick with human blood 

Flowers are groaning 

Birds dashing to the other side

of the border

Fruits are rotten in orchards

Bridges breaking suddenly

Communication is the casualty

Children taking joyride in their toys 

completely unaware of the sirens blaring out imminent destruction 

War is immortal. 

There are other ways to protest a war 

than mass rallies in Berlin. 

A band playing Mozart 

in a dilapidated church. 

An anonymous artist making murals in the rubbles of what was once a thriving city. 

How naive it is to create beauty out of destruction !

Each piece of ruins is a helpless testimony to our collective failures. 

(C). - MRITYUNJAY JHA 

LOVE, WAR AND PEACE : TWO HAIKU POEMS

 1.

Fierce wind 

Tumultuous sea 

A lover finds peace. 

2.

Soft wind 

whispering a melody to grass 

Air raid sirens blare in a city.

(C). - MRITYUNJAY JHA