For Sake.. Poem by Lakshmi Karat

Saving a second for sake…
The sake was not a mere escape..
Dreaming for a whole single night..
Dreams really plucked from that face.
Lines which are quoted from the grave
It shares the feelings of a slave..
Well, all swears merely for some space
Where blessings flowed from breeze
Raise…wake from the tie of the mist
Roam with the bleeding, crying mind.
Press the prayers to the wound..
Plead for the lives which mean you more!
Cry for the cruel, brutal hands..
Crucify the abandoned goals..
Join hand in hand to beautify a sake
The sake never a mere escape..