The Gwalior fort
gaunt
knobbly with
arthritis
stands….
This ancient sun touches
his feet
to the faint war cries of
Maratha nobles
dying a hundred death
every day
Soft
softly
hark
a jingle of anklets
and you
treading
the shadows again
calling
calling…… 

– Dr. Amitabh Mitra
February 27, 2005