Escapade Poem by Pravat Kumar Mandal

‘Let me out, let me out
From this ill family',
An old man cried loudly
In sulky po-faced pout.

‘Let me live, let me live
In the world of my dream',
Revealed this by his scream
So that he can stay alive.

Morbid fascination,
High hollow arrogance,
Conchy intolerance -
All these break the nation.

‘Let me flee, let me flee
From this dark dull nation',
The old pleads in tension
Without dramatic plea.

‘Let me die, let me die
In this kingdom of death',
At last he leaves his last breath,
‘Let me loose from human tie.'

11/04/2021