Kiss Poem by Sankhajit Bhattacharjee

Kiss

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Who will win-
non-violence or violence,
truth or treachery,
Jesus or Judas?

Gethsemane was an eye-witness,
Birla House too- wounds of love stained white loin cloth.

Kiss after last supper betrayed,
kiss between lovers creates,
kissing an ideology ensures church bells to ring
and Sabarmati water to flow forever.

A mortal being may be killed,
not an eternal soul.
Silence of Gethsemane and Birla House breaks
silence of million souls!

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