RESURRECTION

Born with hope,

To myself cope -

With the longest struggle

Taking help from my own to juggle

But … What I see!

Oh Lord! Bless me

People who were my own –

-          changed so soon.

Unconditionally I loved them.

But with conditions they came

Do I not deserve?

Is there no love reserved?

-          For me!!

I wonder how I changed

Things became so strange

Own people turned back

How could they sack?

May be I expected more

Someone else was in their core.

Slowly, I became poison for all,

Days passed by and I began to fall.

A ray of hope always did shine.

Someone else is still mine.

Holding hands I crossed the hurdle

It has been too long I left my cradle.

Now that I have an identity

I want to show my authenticity.

Revenges storm my mind

But I cannot forget my kind.

Everything left upon YOU,

Oh Lord! People who know me are few

You judge everything

And I accept everything

Hope to get resurrected

Oh lord! Why have you created?

--- POULAMI CHAKRABORTY