Poetry: Sayan Mukherjee

Sayan Mukherjee

Knight

There is no peace

for a human not

here on earth,

to fight till death

and to fight alone

we were given

birth,

we either fight

and stand at least

having won the day,

Or we can waste,

lazy, in shame

and then die anyway,

But the death will

not be the same,

some will have their

heads bowed,

and some defying

laws, will have

cause to die proud.

***

The Madman

Maybe a man, then do i not feel ?

The pangs of love or the burden of shame,

if that burden was not mine to carry,

am i a man ?

Even a child or a woman is allowed

to falter and cry

but in the midst of hell and norms

why can't i ?

To feel as but a human feels sad,

i am slighted and called mad.

The mighty Achilles ever more man than me,

from whose rage gods tend to flee,

was allowed still to regret,

why shall i be deprived to bear equal weight?

***

I Walk

My reason to fight

is not to wound

but only to stand

and i find no space ;

I do not ask you

to tie my shoelace,

nor clean my shoes,

i will wear them

weary and torn

if i must, without luck

i only ask I'm allowed to

walk.

I can withstand gravels

and hated thorns,

I only ask I'm allowed

to walk.

if not once, I'll a

thousand times fall,

but I'll walk, and not

crawl.

***

Bio: My name is Sayan Mukherjee, a student of B. K. C. College, Semester 6, and my one great passion is dedicating my myself to poetry.

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Setu, June 2022