Poetry—Ritwika Saha
The Self Realisation Poem
I see only human
the rest is pure assumption.
For me, it is to speak
I am you and you are me.
I was born pure,
they put me through this.
O listen stranger!
You can remain sweet, don't pay them so quick.
'Cause they'll build a foundation
So high and weak!
I say we are alike,
but they put their tainted words
into our juvenile minds.
It is for them to understand-
We are all destined for one path.
We are the lost hope
of the old Romantics...
Let's revive the oldest glory.
Trusting the Evil can be easy,
but, fighting for the Great Cause
is the act of bravery!
Another Wasteland
“Room as dark
as a moonless night.
I saw nothing when
I looked in fright!
Paralyzed by the cruel
nature of the room,
I crawled aimlessly
to quench my curiosity.
There! I found a window,
pane as cold
as human heart.
I peeped through it
with my poor sight
and the head numb.
Then saw silhouette
of a tall figure,
getting bigger and bigger
as it came nearer.
A sense of fear
grasped around me…
Somehow, again I fell asleep
with nothing inside me.”
And so, we were
pushed back
and locked up
in the ghettos
of the terrain.
We all are part
of their darkest plans,
breathing endlessly
in vain.
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