Wounded Woods Poem by Mula Veereswara Rao

In the woods
Sun shivers,
Pollen air polluted by
gun powder fumes!
Trees bathes
in blood pools
Rivers retreats
with repeated threats
Eyes waiting for father
legs walking for brother
search is going on...
Sorrow ocean soars in eyes
by sudden roar of the gun!
Chirping birds in wood
gripped in haunting hound
Between two parties
Firing goes on
Death dances on scramble sky
When woods
withdrew in to silence?
No compromise
only sudden demise
Ban may come and go
pain and slain always go
Peace suffocates
on the trigger of the gun
Cries in wood
became cries of wilderness
Peace is the eternal echo of the wood
but here peace became rest between two wars!

Written keeping the view of naxal movement in AP