Neck Tilted To The Left Poem by Ravi Kopra

Neck tilted to the left
Eyes closed, arms straight on sides

With the black rope tied to a long branch
Of the banyan tree, he moves a little to and fro
When the gentle autumn breeze blows

The park service guide guides the people
Heaps of leaves under feet crumple
And rustle as they approach him

No swallows in the air
No rose-breasted grosbeaks
No myna, no koel, no canary
The world, detached, at stand still

They stand in silence, almost
Stare at him

The guard asks-
Does any one know him?