Fight Poem by Ruma Chaudhuri
Fight
Fight, fight and fight.
Until, your last breathe
Fight to exist.
Fight for the country
Until, it gets freedom
And make the pages of History.
Fight for the love
More than anything in the world
And more than the stars above.
But I am too tired to fight again
Against or for any loss or gain.
'Through the storm, through the night
Lead me on to the light'.
I am tired to go for any fight
Lead me on to YOUR light.
Lead me on to YOUR light.
In any living episode, fights are most inevitable occurences and most importantly they constantly remind us of our existence. Sometimes, we have to fight with ourselves too. So, any sort of fight is, at the end of the day, one to ensure our existence. We should never feel tired of fighting for existence under the sky. God's blessings will always be there.
Nice poem. The last two lines keep resonating in my ears. By 'YOUR', did you mean God's?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/18/2024 1:31:10 AM # 1.0.0.1119
'Through the storm, through the night Lead me on to the light'. A great poem, i see glimpses of Tagore in the style of this poem..............10