A Flying White Pigeon Poem by Sankhajit Bhattacharjee
A Flying White Pigeon
Rating: ★5.0
In midst of
charred bodies,
broken cannons,
red tinged bullets,
I saw a tuft of grass!
Life can never be ruined.
Brutal force is too feeble to do so.
But force of existence within
is eternal like a flying white pigeon.
Wednesday, May 13, 2020
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4/19/2024 3:35:21 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Life can never be ruined/Brutal force is too feeble to do so......I admire this truthful expression! A wonderful poem..........................................10/10