The Road beside My Home

Xavier Bage By Xavier Bage, 25th Mar 2013 | Follow this author | RSS Feed
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There used to a single-lane road beside my home. It was a peaceful road, just right for morning and evening walks. In course of time, the road has undergone a drastic change in nature and appearance. It is now a devouring road.

The Devouring Road

This road used to be a single lane passage,
Joining a railway head with a border village.
Just one bus passed this way lazily once a day
It was just right for a walk, so the seniors say.
Silence sat on both sides on thoughtful trees,
Friendly branches offered rest to honey bees.

As the sun slipped behind stirring crimson light,
Chirpy birds hid within leaves to spend the night.
Groups of children played in the nearby ground,
Filling the air with cheerful and musical sound.
Gossiping girls walked peacefully here and there,
As their parents discussed domestic topics of care.

The time moved forward sure and quiet in pace,
It brought about changes on the silent road’s face.
Loaded buses two, then vehicles three and four,
As the railway station proved the city’s money door.
More rickshaws, more bicycles rolled up and down,
Trampling the road, town to village, village to town.

The road has been widened now three times over,
Swallowing the restful and affectionate trees’ cover.
And the many lives and blood that it has devoured,
Spirits of the dead in accidents shiver beside, cowered.
Silence has fled in panic to the faraway hilly woods,
As honking trucks fly roaring, tearing, bearing goods.


Bicycle, Border, Buses, Cars, Railway, Silence, Spirits Of The Dead, Station, Town, Travel, Trucks, Vehicles, Village

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author avatar Xavier Bage
social worker, physician, teacher - would like to write on social life, health, homeopathy, family, children, spirituality- like to write short essays, short stories, poems

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author avatar Sivaramakrishnan A
26th Mar 2013 (#)

The price we pay for unsustainable progress; an inexorable ride we do not know where the destination is. Thought provoking, Xavier - siva

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author avatar Xavier Bage
26th Mar 2013 (#)

Thanks Siva. Your wise comments are always appreciated.

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