Ruins Poem by Rajendra Nagdev

A water body
round and deep and olive green
in the heart of stones
live with flutter of blind wings
gently breaking tranquility of past

Whenever around ruins
I'm sucked
in a black hole,
I lose my exhistance
dissolve in the humid ambience
merge with
broken walls, falling roofs, cracking arches
moss laden rocks
and the days bygone

I am there
with dreamy shadows of colossal dimensions
and sun rays and moonlight
flowing through mini holes
ever indomitable roots of peepal tree
in the crevices of cracking stone walls.

Light... shadow...light...shadow
long dark mysterious corridors
sounds of marching soldiers' boots,
silent tears and giggles of women folk
unheard cries of fettered slaves
unfettered spider constructing web
in the majestic bedroom of emperor,
immobile body in a royal grave
stares helplessly,
Time silently moulds everything
to its own fancies.
I converse with time,
time- the ever dominant monark
unfolds realities of creation and destruction
and recreation
unstoppable game
goes on and on and on.

I'm lost in past
my rebirth in present
will be an unending wait.