A Fight Worth For! ! Poem by Soumi Mukhopadhyay

Like the mist in the fog,
Like the murky yet shady ones,
Like the bright yet pale amongst,
When I saw it I took a gaze,
I wondered the thought,
Like the blooming flower in the pond,
Like the lotus in the mess,
Like the slightest twig among the fallen,
Like the spring at the offset of winter,
She was just there in a pile of rag among the leftovers,
I heard the tiny sound of scream,
I took it in my hand,
It was not more than a cotton ball,
I shattered and yet united, touched that tiny hands,
Her eyes were close and quite, as if she got her share of paradise in my lap,
That day humanity cried its worst nightmare,
A daughter lost her childhood and faith forever perhaps,
But those half opened eyes gave me courage,
I swornthat day I will sail my ship thoroughly.

Time has flew,
Like it has wings,
My no name princess now is my world,
But the battle was not enough till now,
Like a mist in a fog and a dust in an eye,
Its still there,
It's worth fight to fought,
It's the sailor sought,
Now she and I are complete,
She is not with left over any more,
Like a friend, companion and two in one we stay,
Like that spring after winter,
Like that slightest twig among the fallen,
She has rose with a name, fame of all her own,
Time will fly as u know,
Like a dusk and dawn we will be there though.
Neither humanity nor childhood have died now,
Like those bold steps towards voyage we took a lot.