If I Write Poem by Tanmoy Roy
If I Write
It has been changed
No divine any longer
Distinct into several
Brain washed to worship
History is changed
Gandhi has become the god
Purity is conveyed by the filth
If I write though
No use, you read, realize
And back to immorality
The sanity is lost
Conscience is just a word
Even I belong here, but
I try to become void
And psychic, as I behold
I wonder when you
Behold the truth
If I do write….
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