Miscellaneous Poem by Mrityunjay Jha

Birds flying above
the rubbles scattered everywhere
a mother desperately searching
her son suffering from terminal illness
the unborn babies deliberating silently
over their fate in crowded hospitals
an unlocked cellphone found by the rescue team
Lover's last message flashing on screen
we can foresee death coming.
in the backyard of a house
a child is busy playing with her toys
a flower blossoms in the garden
are they unaware of the war?
Can autumn be stopped?
Shall we not die some day -
maybe, one day !

(C) . - MRITYUNJAY JHA