My beloved Delhi - Part One

My beloved Dilli

I came to you young and eager

You were a beauty to behold

I did not want to ever but

I fell in love with you

I baked in your sun

I frolicked in your rain

I stretched your winters

I used it as my quilt.

For I loved you.

Then you stared growing

And I started getting smaller

Then shots rang out

Some stones that killed

Some sticks that broke my spine

Streets yellow with laburnum

Alleys red with Flame of Forest

Became yellow with jaundice

Became red with fresh blood

Your winters with mist

Turned grey like ash

You have been stabbed

By those you trusted

You are going up in flames today

I wilt along with your soul

Your wounds, My faith ruined

I used to visit dergahs also

Now I don’t visit temples too

I can neither leave you dying

Nor do I love you anymore 😢