top of page

Jyotsna B Rao
It all goes back
25
Poetry
How I wish the cage emptied
In a wishful text Some are captive
No one is free Rubble
Fragmented are we?
Seeking coherence Unaware
Sanity left the world long ago
When t h e y came around
Life has erupted like a flame — resuscitating
Beseeching and gone
The deaf The blind The trending
All life is dying — behold this
Now and forever, in this world that resuscitates
Rapid fire risks the dying
Glorifying the living to resuscitate
By Jyotsna B Rao
Share to :
bottom of page