In the middle of an ancient land a temple, long
forgotten stood tall against the onslaught, year after
year. Why did no one care about it?
Who would? The bronze bell chimed in agony. Was
the king to be blamed? Were the people guilty? One day, I heard
the bell's strained words that shook my soul. No!
Never again! No invader, no crusader would ruin my land anymore.
Painting by Mrs. Ratna Pochiraju
The poem is written in the Golden Shovel poetry form.
The words are taken from The Solitary Reaper by William Wordsworth.
The antique bronze bell not robbed by anybody perhaps ,it wanted to convey that the country cannot be evaded by anybody.Good poetry from Srivalli Rekha.Keep it up
ReplyDeleteThank you, tata garu :)
DeleteI'm glad you liked it.
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ReplyDeleteI loved the strength in the voice that starts "No! Never again!" It gave a character and more significance to the bell. Nice work!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Nathan. :)
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