There was bonhomie…
Was there?

There was sympathy…
Was there?

There was love…
Was there?

Bonhomie, sympathy, love
Finer humane qualities

Crushed by time’s marauding
Chariot that left a trail
Of dust as it passed…

The dust has submerged
The soul. The vision
Lost. I look for


The empty road stares
At me as the wind plays
With fallen dry leaves!

Pranab Ghosh is an award-winning Indian journalist and writer, who has worked for major news outlets of the country, including HT Media Ltd., Eenadu Digital, TNIE, Business India group etc.. His books of poems have been published by English and Canadian publishers. Read other articles by Pranab.