PARTHA SARATHI PAUL
' All Is Not Lost ' - Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL
When many hopes dash against a rock reality
all of them never perish; the reduced bits
rise from their forced grave- -
At least one of them like a phoenix
returns to life and regains all lost vigor;
maybe imperceptibly but surely it occurs.
That is why the majority never embraces nihilism
or resorts to violent anarchy...
one spotless messiah must stand out
in the crowd of tainted leopards;
a poor farmer envisages ' the golden grace '
when hundreds of rodents scamper in his stomach
and the loud agony that nests in their hut
fails to stunt his ' full-plate' dream!
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