The Lost Trail

The Lost Trail short poem

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We watched them leaving-
Leaving for the western plateau.
We have our kin over there.
They have promised them free passage.
Will the others do the same?

Some of them vowed to come back.
Some of them cursed us back.
It has been a short yet intense battle!
After all they are, …they were…
I still remember the day when
The first flames arose… Anyway,
The lands are ours. Also the livestock.
They are never going to come back,

The king is happy. So are we.
I hope the gods are happy too.
The seer saw other things though:
The wrath of gods and kings!
But it’s still a long way to go!
Will the kingdom live till then?

We’ve to be alert tonight.
In case, …just in case…
It’s not easy to leave your land

Poet’s Note –
A quote from Rajeshwar Gupta’s preface to his essay “The Rig Veda, A History Showing how the Phoenicians had their earliest home in India”: “A great war broke out in the remote old days between the Indian Aryans and the Phoenicians in which the latter were defeated and compelled to leave wholly or partially the land of the Aryans.”

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I am an amateur researcher. I'm currently working as a lecturer in English. Poetry is one of my passions! I have been composing poems since 2008.
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