Pradip Chattopadhyay (28.01.1961 / Kolkata)
You and I together
Relations are hard to maintain often with the best you do
still do spare even a stranger sweet words one or two
there is no levy on sweet dealings no price heavy to pay
when you greet the unfamiliar you only make your day.
There's no meekness in being good
all strangers we are at this place
blessed are those who wish they could
make each face manifest happiness.
You may have seen rise of many a wall
gaping void in seeming closeness
you would do well not to turn cynical
but try to make the world a better place.
Even your best efforts would not ensure
no blood leaves a stain on your hand
but if you can bring even one ache a cure
you justify your place on this land.
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