EVERY SAMURAI'S PRIDE,
IT'R THE CARVED SHEATH'S BRIDE.
IT CUTS THROUGH FLESH & MATTER,
LIKE A HOT KNIFE THROUGH BUTTER.
...
I was a boy,
Just like others,
A normal, simple boy.
I went to school,
...
They say death is the end,
But I don't think so,
Death's an old friend,
Waiting for us to go,
...
I TRIED HARD,
BELIVE IT OR NOT,
I STUDIED A LOT,
THIS TIME DID NOT ROT,
...
MY HOPE, MY DESIRE, BURNS ME,
AS CINDERS IN A GRATE,
I AM WORRIED, I NEED TO HURRY,
ELSE I WILL BE LATE.
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It's the people, who can make,
Mend the world, else can break,
They can change the course of time,
As mountains bend a river,
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I feel free, happy, elated,
My soul, at last has been liberated,
From the sins that I committed,
From the useless things I fretted.
...
Oh my love! Why did you leave?
Without you, I am so bereaved!
Without you, my days don't pass,
Whatever I look, seems to be crass!
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Hi, I am a student. I am going to join the colleges this year. Poem writing is one of my passions, that I pursue in my free time or for happiness. I am an avid lover of all kinds of books & anime, A also a great lover of Bengali, Indian, & Japanese culture. I am a Bengali by birth.I wanna become a great Physicist. More later)
Katana
EVERY SAMURAI'S PRIDE,
IT'R THE CARVED SHEATH'S BRIDE.
IT CUTS THROUGH FLESH & MATTER,
LIKE A HOT KNIFE THROUGH BUTTER.
IT HAS A LIFE OF IT'S OWN,
TO KILL IT IS ALWAYS PRONE.
NO ONE CAN MASTER IT FASTER,
IT'S NOT FASTER TO CHOOSE IT'S MASTER.
BUT WITH HARD WORK & DEDICATION,
A SAMURAI ACHIEVES PERFECTION.
IN THE WAR IT'S THE DEMON,
IT'S THE SAMURAI'S DEADLIEST WEAPON.
IT BATHES IN THE FLOOD,
OF THE DEAD BEINGS & THEIR BLOOD.
IT'S THE EXTENSION OF SAMURAI'S HAND,
WHO DESTROYS WITH HIS BAND.
IT CUTS THROUGH BAMBOO AND BANANA,
IT'S THE BEAUTIFUL, DEADLY KATANA.