The fire of pledge, tonight we
Have a ritual to accept the residue
Of self-esteem, in distant a pond of
Sacrifice waiting for decades,
To show our reflection, a shadow
We often go to be concealed,
Somebody is restive to embrace
Our assertion that we overlooked
The path of love, benign, peace,
On the ridge of that river, we could
Immerse the ego, pride, monarchy
To follow the simple, plain track
The ferry always exists there, to
Bring us to the land of uniformity,
Conditions are not so profound,
Just an oath to look at your own image
On the droplets of tear, bleeding
Emotions, breaking breathe of kids,
Sinking shrieks of orphans, bereaved
Souls, the pain of atrocities, miseries
Of life, no doctrine, no worship place!
A mirror inside us wants to emerge
Tonight, let it analyse our persona,
It’s not too late, but still night requests to
Us for exchanging the heart, dews
Are restless to trickle down on the
Perception to make the planet more
Beautiful than so-called the Eden,
SHANTANU SANYAL
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