Ketan Hukare Poems
|46.||I Have A Dream Today||9/23/2012|
|47.||Comming Together Again||12/16/2012|
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Curse the magma that runs below,
Because it will soon come out
And take my every brother's soul.
Then, it was smoke that came out,
Now, lava is running down the slope.
Alone I can see that death is rolling down
Though its presence can be felt
All over the ground.
The land began to shake
Forcing my brothers to wake.
Calling out your beloved names
Else they will be burnt in flames.
I smell death as smoke and breeze
As fire is now burning the trees.
Our house is not far now,
What can we do in the eleventh hour now?
But to see how fire ...
Voices from depth came till lips
Could not dare to come out
Just peeped outside through the eyes
Filled with tears of anger and sorrow
Disturbing looks of eternity.
And eyes watched all unreal
Dreaming about past, weeping.
Tears which were gulped inside
Got stuck in the throat and