Corporate Cocoons

                                                

Skyscrapers shadowing Sunrises

City lights fading star twinkling 

Monsoon soil’s aroma

being wrapped up by the concrete canvas

Cutting down trees of shade

Shipping down pride through trade

In containers, we grow Bonsai

As air conditioners, we have Sansui

Nature’s musical nuances

Dampened n drowned in 

Next door’s death metal nuisance

Living in the doldrums of Real---Unreal

Rain we get wet

Sun we get tanned
Breeze we get frizzy

As the ‘Relishing Romanticism’ resting in peace

We, corporate cocoons

Ceiling our souls in graves

Gifting future a vanishing nature.

-Ram.