Ananya S Guha lives in Shillong in North East India. He has been writing and publishing his poetry for the last thirty five years and his poems have been published widely both in India and abroad. He holds a doctoral degree on the novels of William Golding. Stop Quietly- Life In Times of CoronaStop quietly by these hills don’t talk, they are sleeping where are the streams which gurgled when the hills wept at man’s madness or when blood smeared streets? And we were at home quietly weeping for these hills as those steadfast rocks stood guard as heavy sentinels now we are at home once again as the virus touches these timeless hills their virulence might touch us And babbling streams will be quiet. WithinWait,
time is endearingly near in those spaces where these hills live, even breathe within tiny holes, which smudge them Wait, eternity climbs on these hills and green blue hues appear, disappear childhood was these hills And, manhood looks within as they, searing watch, wait Wait, have the hills changed? in a mindscape which never changes. Or, see their changes Unchanging, unquiet? Within.
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