Gita Ashok Poems
Across The Sahara
Miles and miles of sand
with no horizon in view,
the caravan moves on -
in search of an oasis.
The heat is treacherous,
the sand is scorching,
the camels are tired
and so are the herdsmen.
The journey is long,
the day will almost be gone
and darkness will reign again
until another day dawns.
The desert’s dreadful distances,
the weather’s vicious whims and
the camels’ callous restlessness
all add to the herdsmen’s hardship.
of sand and rocks
where tall, wild cactuses abound
with many stretching sand ...
This poem draws its inspiration from William Wordsworth's evergreen poem 'Daffodils'. Needless to say, it comes nowhere close to the original one.
I sauntered alone in the concrete jungle
That has just replaced a lush green field;
When all of a sudden, I saw a scene —
An ocean of motor cars on the street.
Beside the malls, beneath the billboards
Honking and hooting endlessly.