Suman Barsha
Poet Suman Barsha |
Sombre is the night
Fair the moon lies
That glowed serene land
Tearing the sovereign of darkness
Oh dear look at the moon
And this moon balanced land
Hark ! the mourning of owl
Tuhoo ... tuhoo
It may be yelling to the fair moon
Obvious it is
And common too
Circumstances comes and goes
Hurdles almost all
It varies on degree
So, dear come and live our life at full
Witnessing the fair moon
Lovers
Time and then till now too long
Are facing ups and downs of social constraints
As they suffer through
Long lasting human misery
In the name of
Class
Caste
Religion
Culture
Let us unlock the padlock
Which preserve such worn out dogmas
Shaping in faith from long ago
To throw into the vast ocean
The rule of falsehood
Was corrupt too at its peak
Tightly tied like belt round the waist
And now it is high time to make human understand
Freedom of Choice
Let our love be free to fly,
On its wing at the night wind .
Oh dear
In this uncertain world
Let us be true to each other
Let us be the role model
As to spread the faith of pure love
Let us comprehend disbeliever
Lovers may see
How beautiful the world around is
So new it looks
So lovely it seems
So magnificent it is
Let us be as firm as mountains
And wait up to the full moon
At that tear the sombre of night
And make the land fairer enough.
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