Change

 Day-5

NaPoWriMo-2025

                                                                      my village

The joy is gone

The heart is eroded 

By the sharks, of green bucks.

The serenity is cacophanous

The buzzing, groaning

JCBs are digging through the skin.

In the name of development

The sweet, fragrant earth

Gets marauded by an infield  mine

Gradually becoming a disaster

My little heaven waltz

Between past and present.

Participating in : NaPoWriMo-2025