THE SACRED ASHES
Suddenly Stormed
Little giggles
Set on fire
Tiny laughters
Numb fingers
Collecting
Burnt pieces
Frozen hands
Alll Ashes
Still life
Standing at a distance
Spreading arms
Calling
The mutely wailing children
Smearing ashes
On their foreheads
Caressing the Innocents
Wiping the silent tears
Taking a leaf from
Ancient Scriptures
"Oh my little ones !
Life ends with ashes
Rises too
With ashes
As Sacred as
The holy waters
Of Ganges "
- Rupa
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