Sunil Sharma- A Poem

Night sounds

Pack of strays roaming freely

Bared fangs,

Reclaiming the mid-night street

As a disputed territory

Barking,

Fangs bared,

Attacking lonesome pedestrian/s

Returning from work---perhaps

Or, a late party,

Snarling, biting, the dogs

Chase bikes

Mayhem.

Few drug addicts passed out

On the broken pavement

A sodium vapor lamp above

Illuminating the sunken faces and glassy eyes

Of the prostrate figures---exiled from the system.

A back-firing vehicle

Shaking the drowsy buildings,

Honking even if there is no need.

Disparate sounds that do not intermix

In any dulcet note/symphony.

High decibels, harsh

Heard by an insomniac straight out of

An epileptic Dostoevsky.

It is suburban Mumbai, 2.30 am.

Unsafe…like the London of Dickens

Or, of  Conan Doyle.

Real?

Sur-real,

This metro-setting?

See Baudelaire lurking in shadows.

How most cities resemble, more so, during nights!

Sunil Sharma
Principal, Bharat College, Mumbai Metropolitan Region, India
Writer | Critic | Editor | Freelance Journalist | Reviewer | Literary Interviewer
website: http://www.drsunilsharma.in/
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Link to recent publications: http://www.bharatcollege.in/recent-publications