Scattered, dilapidated
ancient monuments,
pieces of a puzzle,
a mute challenge,
to someone
who plays a mysterious game,
unfathomable to us,
A lone girl in hot pants
stands perplexed,
on the incongruity of it all,
in that vast complex,
a tourist, with an uncertain interest.
(A curious element,
introduced, apparently by a child,
playing a cosmic game,
sitting somewhere in universe)
Light dims as sun goes down,
and the scene sinks
in to an unknown storehouse.
a jumble to sort out later,
by budding time, within an emerging star,
in an unknown distant galaxy.
We watch silently,
standing here, in Qutb complex,
temporary witnesses to eternity's games.
It looks so deceptively simple,
like an ordinary evening
in Delhi.
*
Dec 20, 2012
Dec 20, 2012 at 10:46 AM UTC
Scattered, dilapidated
ancient monuments,
pieces of a puzzle,
a mute challenge,
to someone
who plays a mysterious game,
unfathomable to us,
A lone girl in hot pants
stands perplexed,
on the incongruity of it all,
in that vast complex,
a tourist, with an uncertain interest.
(A curious element,
introduced, apparently by a child,
playing a cosmic game,
sitting somewhere in universe)
Light dims as sun goes down,
and the scene sinks
in to an unknown storehouse.
a jumble to sort out later,
by budding time, within an emerging star,
in an unknown distant galaxy.
We watch silently,
standing here, in Qutb complex,
temporary witnesses to eternity's games.
It looks so deceptively simple,
like an ordinary evening
in Delhi.
*
A stroll amidst the monuments of Delhi would take you not only to past centuries, but also
reveal glimpses of eternity, if you can read the symbolism
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