Battle Ground Poem by Sankhajit Bhattacharjee
Battle Ground
Life is a battle ground-
I am a soldier.
I fall on ground off and on
but I never show my back.
Ruthless joke of misfortune beckons me,
still I listen to the future's cry of victory.
Risking my life I do fight-
I put off arrows of fire directed against me.
I do believe, I will overcome-
assurances come from bright sun of sky,
gentleness of cool breeze,
fertile soil of our land,
flowing of river water,
rhythm of life...
I do assure my life-
as I am a born soldier,
I will die like a soldier.
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9/21/2024 1:13:12 AM # 1.0.0.1119
what is life? Oh know nothing! Maybe money, maybe homestead, maybe study, maybe medical treatment, maybe wearing cloths, maybe foods and drinkings, maybe a solid struggle for these all maybe………., maybe……………. But don't know firmly but life is life which demand has no end either life of saint or rapscallion!