Bangalore Sunrise: Where is the Garden City? – a Short Poem
Where is the Garden City?
Watching Sunrise in Concrete Jungle of Bangalore I am reminded of H W Longfellow’s poem “Sunrise on the Hills” I crave to see one, but this is the sight I get to see.
Where are the hills?
I see none around me.
Where is the sunrise on hills?
I see none around me.
Where is the sunrise on hills?
Distant horizon outlined with sky rise buildings.
Rays of rising sun
Penetrate through smog hanging low
Gentle breeze with a faint hint of smoke
From garden city to concrete jungle
Oh! What a pace pack for my city
Penetrate through smog hanging low
Gentle breeze with a faint hint of smoke
From garden city to concrete jungle
Oh! What a pace pack for my city
No sounds of distant waters dash
Instead I hear the screeching siren
Heralding office working hours.
Instead I hear the screeching siren
Heralding office working hours.
Mad rush begins, bending roads begin to swell
with rows of honking motors
Drowning the sounds of temple bells
As if competing who can be louder
with rows of honking motors
Drowning the sounds of temple bells
As if competing who can be louder
Where is the sunrise?
I see it through my neighbors’ apartments.
I just see their walls brightening,
reflecting sun’s rays.
reflecting sun’s rays.
.
Sunrise on the Hills
I stood upon the hills, when heaven’s wide arch
Was glorious with the sun’s returning march,
And woods were brightened, and soft gales
Went forth to kiss the sun-clad vales.
Read more here: Sunrise on the Hills by by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.
Sunrise in Concrete Jungle of Bangalore
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Sadly we are losing touch with several manifestations nature and its beauty thanks to the ‘modernisation’.Time has come when we have to go in search of nature’s beauty instead of living amidst it.Thanks for the lovely but sad poem
Sunsets are just so pretty — anywhere, everywhere.
I love that last picture.
Nice captures.
No wonder people keep telling us to rise early, such a beautiful pic of the sun. Such vibrant colors and for once you need not wear glasses and can catch the suns rays.
beautiful 🙂
Beautiful Photo and nice poem. Thanks for sharing. 🙂
thankyou for this insight into your world. I am sure your daughters love their new wall art.
Have a wonderful week, and thank you for stopping by my blog this week.
Sun is beautiful,from any angle..!
Wonderful! Beautiful pic with the poetic description. Loved it!
pretty poem .. loved the pink sky 🙂
That's lovely!
Even this is so beautiful. I too wish to witness the sunrise over hills. 🙂
It is such a beautiful capture!!!
Lovely capture with nice lines……..
Same here, same here.
This looks amazingly like the view from my friend's apartment in Chennai!
lovely!
This is still such a beautiful sunrise. 🙂
very nice post
The pink cast of the sky is gorgeous!!
That's a gorgeous sunrise. Great shot.
I get to see sunrise only if I began to travel early morning… You captured a brilliant one there! I also wish to see sun rise between the hills.
There might not be any hills in this photo, but you still captured the sun in a beautiful sky. I like the way the sun is peeping through the fronds of the palm.
Beautiful sunrise, such enticing colours!
Happy Sky Watch,
Merisi
Very beautiful. I love the color of the sky.
Loved the poem! I should say you are lucky if you can get to this sight daily!
The sky has such a strange pink color !
Beautiful
~ Have a nice weekend ~
Really like how you framed this, with the sun behind the palm fronds.
Wow! Beautiful…
thanks
ah the price of living in the big city 🙂
a little peek is better than nothing at all.
It's a lovely sight. That sky is so pink and the sun a beautiful orb shining through the tree fronds.
Beautiful post for the day, Indrani, and I do love Longfellow!! Hope you have a lovely weekend!!
awww. well, the sun through the palm leaves is still beautiful.
Pretty poem and a lovely sunrise! Thanks for sharing, have a happy weekend!