Ale To Drink Poem by Saroj Padhi

Anyone there? Please come,
Stop this telltale heart from fluttering
Among the artificial branches of unreal city trees
Where nests of birds wounded by the last cyclone
Echo but sad songs of betrayal and desertion;
Where serious words uttered by intimate souls
Are swallowed by clatters of hollow affection;
Where clanks of wheels speak of empty progress
And emotion is exchanged across clinks of glasses
Without thoughts of the hapless lot of our civilization!

Prayer to my lord goes unheard in the din of clamours
Desires fade in body of wounded petals
Trails of dowry deaths confound conjugal relation;
Gutters drown the aroma of jasmines
That promised breezy kisses at the end of dusty day
And drinks only douse us to temporary oblivion.

Come, give me a peg of your artificial ale of elation
For the night to end
Before again like a phoenix I rise in morn back to action.