I saw men and women
Walking through the street of fantasy
Mothers holding thr child
As trees hold thr leafs
Soundless,cry
Tears;dried
Love,vanished
Feelings;freeze
Soul less bodies walking down the street
Chanting their own heart out
This the truth of life or the sarcasm of death?
The human inside me really doubt
Golden stone is as real now
there hungry eyes ,silent they seem
Blissfully they sleep
But inside they scream
Empty stomach sing
The euphoria mocks
The stringless hope
And destiny laughs on their guitar
...
-Sudipa Adak
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