Off Gondwana's womb, arose life of rock
That, when Madagascar lost touch, rebelled
With an abrupt cliff. The benevolent
Sahyadris; konkan and deccan on a
Shoulder each, from the tip of the Tapti
To ayya's grove down south; the western ghats
Rich in life, the basalt boon gave rise to
The drape of pune- mula and mutha.
On eight century copper- the punya-
The holy town, under rashtrakuta
Crown of the second king- Krishna the first.
The maiden mark of puneri prestige-
Pataleshwar of basalt cut, Shiva's
Base and Nandi's shine, left unfinished for
A faulty line but the square pillars hold,
Keep from fold, the rocky umbrella dome.
~Ajay
24/3/19
A
/N- A recounting of the events in the city of Pune nicknamed the Queen of the Deccan up until the colonial period. This is the first part of four
YOU ARE READING
seaboyman ~ poetry
Poetry~ is that not the perfect visual image of life and death / a fish flapping on the carpet and a fish not flapping on the carpet ~
