If I Could! Poem by AMITAVA MAZUMDAR

I might've given up that day
Everyone could make me a face
My last speck of dignity would be dusted away

I rather pulled up my sleeves
The fight is yet to sweep over
Wounds are again to leak

I began to roar again
After a few moments, and then after sometime
Still silence bravely reign

I couldn't find my foe
The roads're misty and dark
A few stray dogs often bark and go

I was lost before I escape
The cold enveloped me hard
And the snow drips inside my flake.