Skip to main content

Posts

Showing posts from June, 2022

My Gospel

 (Please note this is an instant writing poem for judgement of  Badhan Banerjee PwDs psychological status. Appropriate authority may concern to it for necessary help to a divyangjan.) POEM: MY GOSPEL  I never cry consciously Because my tears has no value to me. The synonyms of cry weep rather still tears has no value to me. Every drops of tear every moment I bear... The transitional focus to God, still my tears has no value to me. Long paved path behind, still the destiny where I stop.. Crying that priced and precious I never look behind... All the way I cried on my conscience for the price of my days ahead... My baby on my lap on thirst and I didn’t cry for his thirst to satisfy. May be I can send an weeping emoji Still I won't cry... Because my tears has no value to me. My conscience will cry If i hear i shall price it wiping my tear... Still i don’t cry Because my tears has no value to me.