We Still Dream Poem by Sudipta Bhattacharyya

We Still Dream



Dreaming of a beautiful land
Thinking of a declassified society
Bearing the unfulfilled dreams
We have gained the funeral pyres.

You rule by terror;
You think yourself the Lord!
Democracy stumbles over
Our graves dug by you.
You drag us into wild storms;
You snatch away ruthlessly
Our brothers' dreams..........

Bloody vultures devour our land.
You build your palace with our bloods.
Your faces are smeared with our bloods.
Yet they covered with white attire.

Still we dream.....
Fires are burning in our hearts....
Our funeral pyres
Our suppressed flames
Reduce your bloody palace
Into ashes one day...
And upon which a beautiful land
Of Mankind will be erected!

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Revolutionary poem
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Sudipta Bhattacharyya

Sudipta Bhattacharyya

Berhampore, Murshidabad, west Bengal
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