Ranchi Poem by Aftab Alam

Stand near the window to peep
I lost into the thought deep
Or Ranchi is lost somewhere
Meadow, Orchard and Pond
Swarnrekha"s Shining water
Everything is lost on the cost
Of modernity,

Culture like vulture
Became the instinct bird
How deadly brooks
Turned into the dirty drain
Chastity is out of brain.
Still we sing the song
Of eternity,

Folk song, Sadari, Mundari
Oraon and the mixed Magahi
Of rural and town,
Some at the lost stage
Or some exist
Without Gown
Or with infirmity,

My home is unknown to me
Faces already faded
Feared always
When I am there
Development
On the lap of destruction
A chaos of mind
All are happy, I doubt
How it will be
Without fraternity! //

(RANCHI is the Capital of JHARKHAND an Indian Eastern State and my home town
Sawarnrekha is a river, Sawarn means Gold)