Theme: Social

Verse for a Cause

I understand my neighbors
tamarind tree, dates and nuts
pigs and chicken,
traditional healer, ghosts and spirit.
Language they speak
sounds of the wandering minstrels
as a collective
we share, distribute and divide
mitigate and quench
flows of the stream, colors of the pasture
continue evergreen.

They never dream or pray for the unseen
why should I ?
We are together
no one more equal than others.

There is sunlight, moon's coolness,
smoke, fire and lightning
with time, I will be wiped off the canvas
but for now, no extra prerequisite to live on
amid the storm, a swaying branch
I stand alone
the wind blows over me.

I control birth
I behold life in me
a baby born again
death is others' control
in the tempest new buds bloom
I loose four and gain four
I am the gainer.

Seasons change
Seasonality affects.
I cope
live each day as it comes
resigning to other's control
for life and death.


More By  :  Basanta Kumar Kar

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