After Five Years Poem by BASAB CHAUDHURI

Five years ago -
I was deported.
I had a family.
I did not know my destination.
I was deported.

I had many friends -
I thought so.
They will come forward,
will take care.
I was confident.

Where did I get my confidence from?
I do not know.
I had a hope in humanity.
I was stupid.
Yes, I was stupid.

They ganged up.
Pumped bullet in me.
I survived.
How did I survive?
I do not know.

Five years have passed.
I am deported.
I have got a place to stand.
No blood from the wound.
Yet I feel pain.

Could I forgive them?
Could I forget?
I doubt myself.
One wrong brings
a thousand death!

The whole world was quiet
when I was almost killed -
now they want me to show sympathy,
I refrain from saying - death upon them,
yet......

Five years have passed by,
Now I love my heart,
Yes, my heart,
Yes, their heart, my family,
I love them.

They suffered because of me,
I was drenched in their tears,
Now they smile,
Yet my anger
simmers.

Five long years
I have walked alone.
I walk alone.
I love to walk alone.
I love solitude.

Let me enjoy my solitude.
Let me be with my heart.
Only my heart.