The Bitter Truth Poem by Uttam Biswas

Time was so happy
and enjoyable once,
The singing of the birds,
The blowing of the air,
The flowing of water,
All helped-My appetites and thirst
To quence.

Once I could breadth fresh air,
That sweetened my lungs,
I could see the bottom
Of the river
through pure and clear water,
That baptized my eyes.

Every single object
Used to be cheerful,
And they sang
The others songs.
Every single element on earth used to dance together,
That together made an unique symphony.

I can't breadth
fresh air today,
I can't see the bottom Of the river through water,
I can't hear the singing
And dancing
that made symphony,
They are all polluted
With filth.

Now they only show
their ugly appearance.
Now I only feel
the pain of hunger,
Hear the screams of school girls
Being raped by foul people,
I see people
Hanker after for more,
Here now the rhythm is discorded,
The chemicals that are the minds construction is
filled with filth too.

The whole chemistry
Of human mind is changed,
Like the bottom Of the river,
I can't see and read the bottom
Of human minds.