burnt pyre of the hopes in flame
had remained ablaze
yet remained in haze
ashes now heap on earth
barren realm stands without shade…
had been once fertile
rained then the feelings
deserted now is the land
devoid of living…
for years when it stands such,
a cacti won’t grow on its soil thus.
…
soumyav 
NICE. I HAVE ALREADY RATED IT AS EXCELLENT. You might have received my earlier Page and possibly gone through it. As a semblance sort of thing to your poem, I am giving below the link for your ready perusal.
LINK: http://tapovan976.org/the-inevitable/
Thank you Sir
Very descriptive, sounds like a barren wasteland, your poems always trigger images and thoughts quickly Soumyav. May you have a blessed and wonderful weekend my sister!
Iam honoured Wendell that my words give you the imagery. Thanks for the kind words and blessings