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About This Poem
The Elephant Fort
Black beauties in chains-
Before the ticket counters,
A long queue does creep
To scatter near the black wonders.
Ears and tails always move,
Ruminating the rhythms of forest.
Elephants are inside the fort,
Exposed to the sky barest.
I hear the hushed emotions
In the clinking of chains.
Hearts smoulder in;
Eyes emit lava of pains.
Burning red wild flowers
And tickling streams,
Each elephant longs I know:
But chains kill dreams.
FABIYAS M V
(Anakotta(a fort for the elephants) at Punathur, Guruvayur, Kerala,India is a tourist
place, where you see a large number of elephants together. All are chained.)
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