Save Our Souls - Poem by Sanjukta Nag
If You can tear up the clouds
With a thunder in Your firm hands,
Guiding them to drizzle umpteen drops of purity
On greenish carpet of earthly softness,
So that, our bodies smell wet with tranquil pleasure,
Then why don’t You tear up the pain
Of hostility that we possess against our own race!
Why don’t You destroy the aggression; causing war every day,
And eating up our heart to spill crimson
On the hard rocks and barren soil of no man’s land!
Every time fear spreads its wings around us
Our lips mumble Your name and eyes look for Your sign,
But You don’t send any guardian angel
To drive away the darkness of hopelessness.
If each particle of this universe is a part of Yours
Then why don’t You again be a prism
And bring together the seven colours in us?
So that, our murky souls can reach the righteousness
Through your white luminous innocence.
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