Nandini Raisurana

India

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Healing

April 14, 2020

PROMPT: Solidarity

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Broken pieces of nature are slowly fixing themselves.
My window shows me green trees not busy cars
And not smokey black, but glistening stars
The sea shows me Mumbai dolphins that were once forgotten
And not the egoistic plastic wrappers for they've been hidden
The sky shows me colours of all happy shades
And not the grey fog for that's started to fade
The streets show me the wild of the forest, up tall
And not frightened cages of the weak and small
My window shows me green tress not busy cars
And not smokey black but glistening stars.
Broken pieces of nature are slowly fixing themselves.

My window shows me the sea, the sky, the streets
Who show me the wondrous stories of my dreams
But the most inspiring story
That I see from my window,
Is narrated by the most injured piece of nature.
The people.
They show me a story I used to consider far-fetched
They show me a story - a one of solidarity

The hijab and the cross and the om are all praying for the same
The haves and the have-nots are stuck in one game
The dark and the fair are working towards a common goal
For now they all have a shared "societal role"
And they all stand in their balconies and applaud the brave
And they all burn 'diyas' to lighten the grave
And they all sing and dance window to window
And bit by bit they once again begin to grow.
And the most injured piece of nature
Starts to fix itself.


 

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1 Comment
  • Madeline Harper

    This is beautifully written! I like that it’s never actually stated what it’s about but we can all tell based off current events, and how you say ‘the sky/window etc. shows me’ instead of just ‘I can see’. Keep writing!


    8 months ago