Elephant Fort
Black beauties in chains-
Before the ticket counters,
A long queue does creep
To scatter near black wonders.
Ears and tails always move,
Ruminating rhythms of forest.
Elephants are inside the fort,
Exposed to the sky barest.
I hear the hushed emotions
In the clinking of chains.
Hearts are smouldering inside;
Eyes emit lava of pains.
Burning red wild flowers
And the tickling streams
Each elephant longs I know:
But chains kill the dreams.
(Anakotta at Punathur, Guruvayur, Kerala inspired me to write this verse)
poem by Fabiyas M V
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