In This Sunday Of May Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

In this Sunday of May
When the heat is unbearable
I will go to sit under the shade of
A tree and jot down some poems
Poems on vanishing love
In the hearts of the people and
The rising violence around the
World and leader's nasty games

I will drop some tears for
Those who died fighting for
Good causes and disappeared
From face of the world for ever
I will take revenge in my
Writings and show the people
There is no dearth of fighters
And blood may flow like a river