THE BIRTHMARK

The rendezvous day was unchanged

However some rebellion thoughts

Have deceived, isolated emotion

Cried before the cipher, the life has

No any other alternative, unwillingly

Many times, we compromised with

The reverse condition of the world,

The way of survival is not so easy

Still, we have to walk on burning trail,

Closing the eyes in the sandy storm

Was not solution, but it’s occurred

We have no daring to protest against

The immoral acts of society, though

We have seen silently the atrocity,

Abuse, exploitation, denial of rights,

The predatory attitudes, the masked

Clergy’s concealed lust, the refined

Class’s lower graph, the buying and

Selling in the name of humanity, the

Stripped philosophy naked logic, every

Thing, in fact somewhere we found

Paralyzed persona, but attuned it with

Life, sometimes washed hands too,

The pseudo beauty we bring entire

Age, cutting the finger himself recorded

The name in the list of martyrs’ sacrifice,

Several times became the director

Of caravan, and betrayed the faction

After looking the self interest, our

Performing arts had magical appeal, the

Invisible mirror has album of reflection,

When it breaks, it is difficult to save

The delicate part of body, heart, soul

From stabbing by pointed tip, here

Escaping is not so easy, the calculation

Of peccadillo and virtue would be

Finalize only on this planet, paradise or

Hell, who has seen, but we have no

Other way in this birth to liberate from

The darkness of off beam deeds,

Its only absolute truth, we would be

Never proficient to abolish the image

From the mirror of character, as the

Spot of birthmark chases till the death,

• SHANTANU SANYAL