Villages, my friend, are no more those heavens. <br />You used to tell about villages living, I remember. <br />Villages, my friend, are no more those marvels. <br />You used to boast about the ones quite variant, I recall. <br /> <br />Villages have begun to grow its heights, <br />Its vast expanses shrinking to a few yards. <br />Villages have sent away their caring mothers to the towns, <br />Villages have driven away their milky animals to the farm houses. <br /> <br />That`s why my friend, I can`t take you to my village <br />And when you offer to do so, I am not inclined. <br />Let us hide in the fortress of this city`s hard walls known to us and <br />Forget our villages where our memories wander as ghosts.<br /><br />M.D DINESH NAIR<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/let-us-forget-our-villages/
