Sword And Needle Poem by Brajendra Nath Mishra

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SWORD AND NEEDLE

Very easy to end one's life by
Piercing a sword in the belly,
Have you ever thought of
Growing seeds in desert dry?

When daggers prick in human heart
Blood splattered around in frenzy,
The humanity drenched with blood
And the earth trembled in fearful dizzy.

Until pen is in my hands,
My heart is like a hard rock.
No one can pierce it even with
Repeated sharpened weapons stroke.

Why not melt the sword
And shape it into numerous needles,
To join the pieces torn apart,
To make them one piece
To throw a long opaque cover.

- Brajendra Nath Mishra
Date: 07-08-2016, Jamshedpur.