Just Love And No Regret Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

another season of love
knocking with cuckoos
uninterrupted music session

now the time of forgetting
musicless morbid identity
as a communal butcher
who kills people by the name of god
just to show superiority

no, now will smell only love
burnt houses, parentless children
who just finding his/her father/mother
before such violence
will not remember now

season of love knocking the door
though blood-stained human body
scattered here there on foot and drains
ashes of burnt existence
no, now will not look at tv screen

Pranab k c
03/03/2020