Najib Altawell


The Traveller And The Forgotten Delhi Dream - Poem by Najib Altawell

Greeting from Delhi
The past is still here
No need to invent the
So-called
Traveller’s time-machine


* * * * * * * *

Cows and dust
Everywhere
Children begging
Crying and whispering
Here and there
Semi naked men
During the midday
Sleeping carelessly
In the streets
While sellers
In every corner
Crowed your way
Crowed your face


* * * * * * * *

Delhi in a dream
Their world is made up
Of curry and rice
And spice twice
They may even
Add
What they proudly
‘Termed’
The ‘English Double Cream’


* * * * * * * *

Stray dogs
Laying on pavements
Eye you closely
As ‘tonight’
The moment you ‘try’
To close your eyes
The barking schedule
Will be on time
Filling your ears
Filling your mind
Till the end
Of
A sleepless night


* * * * * * * *

Delhi and the forgotten
Dream
Floating in a bubble
To a time machine
Proving the ‘relativity’ of
Space and time
Supposedly ‘discovered’
By someone called
‘Einstein’


* * * * * * * *

Greeting from Delhi
The past is still here
No need to invent the
So-called
Traveller’s time-machine


Comments about The Traveller And The Forgotten Delhi Dream by Najib Altawell

  • (5/11/2011 8:38:00 AM)


    Nice poem. Rich in depth and imagery.
    Beautifully conceived. I rate it 10.
    Thanks for sharing.....
    Please read and rate my poem 'A humble complaint' on page 2.
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 11, 2011


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