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About the Poem
This poem itself seem a great metaphor for me .
As a newcomer to this land I felt myself a lonely sailor in the vast unfamiliar city. Many a sleepless midnight, I looked the deserted avenues; through my window and stared at the high rise buildings whose structures were lost in the dark ; but the windows from these buildings with their blinking lights conveyed speechless message which touched the spirit that metropolis bears. I asked myself who is ‘Ancient Mariner’,- me ,or this Metropolis itself ?
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NEW YORK: Sipra Roy
Metropolis, you always remind me
Of the thirsty ‘Ancient Mariner’
Who sailing across the sea
‘Once wailed, ‘water, water everywhere
Not a drop to drink’.
Here also incessant waves of people after people
But all are a nameless mass of crowd;
Not a single heart to beat for you
Or an eager ear to spare some moments for you!
Nor a thirsty eye looking for you!
Metropolis, yet we all love you!
What aptitude you owe to magnet
This vast crowd enchanted in you!
It is something more than the mere
Stakeholders to draw fame, fortune
Money or dream; or change of destiny.
Though the ‘city of light ‘ never closes its eyes!
Behind the buzzing life a lonely soul cries;
By nature you tend to drift inward.
Standing like a monk on the bank of Atlantic
Letting the Hudson worship your feet;
You are divinely indifferent to what the city seeks,
You rarely care for name, fame, love or hate
Everything is left on Time who awaits .
Metropolis! Are you only care-giver of this mob !
Who of this vast mass come out of your womb?
Who will be there to lit a candle in your tomb?
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About the Poem
This poem itself is a great metaphor for me .
As a newcomer I felt myself like a lonely sailor in the vast unfamiliar city.
Many a sleepless midnight, I looked the deserted avenues; through my window and stared at the high rise buildings whose structures were lost in the dark ;
but the windows from these buildings with their blinking lights conveyed speechless message which touched the spirit that metropolis bears. I asked myself who is ‘Ancient Mariner’-,- me ,or this Metropolis itself ?
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