On Doubt Poem by BASAB CHAUDHURI
On Doubt
Doubt and I am called a sceptic. Every doubt is a clash of the neurons -
A flash and fire breaks out, burns. Doubt is behind every creation, every revolution,
Doubt and the kingdom breaks into pieces,
A new empire that sinks in doubt - All matter of time, during this time Doubt and the Prize as they are announced,
The more, the merrier.
Doubt - the force behind that drives.
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