People Poem by prabhakar bhatlekar

This is going on...and on!
People happily gather and cheered.
They search message of infinity
floating over the frothy drinks.
Sometime walk grieving quietly
along with the dead hopes and dreams.
Together and helpless
they support each-other,
bleed each-other,
talk unknown language to each-other.
This is going on and on
as like unchangeable rule.
The mighty sky above keep changing colours.
Stormy wind's crescendo thrill trees.
Unwanted leaves trickle down.
Over their dead carpet people walk
avoiding to look at the trees.
They go somewhere and return to their homes.
Brain still throbbing with the drumbeats.
They force themselves to sleep.