Sword And Needle Poem by Brajendra Nath Mishra

Sword And Needle



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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.

Sunday, August 7, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: moral teachings
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
In this poem the poet denounes the futility of weapon like sword or dagger. Let the sword be melted to be shaped into needles which are used to join two pieces of clothes.
This poem is an English translation of my original poem named "Khanzar" written in Hindi. To read it in Hindi you can visit this link: http: //www.hindi.pratilipi.com/brajendra-nath-mishra/
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