The Breaking Of Dream Of The Dream Seeker Poem by CMA Chandan Chatterjee

The Breaking Of Dream Of The Dream Seeker



Theft of labor crops is not the most dangerous,
Although the police baton hits the body seriously,
But it can't remember
The greedy vision of the traitor
Not the most dangerous.

Thieves are slandered without stealing
It sounds bad, right?
Test yourself for endurance
It's too bad to keep quiet,
But not the most dangerous.

One of the false leaders
The presence of a real country lover is uncomfortable,
The presence of the wise among fools is undesirable,
Life is spent without work
The name of making is immortality,
Time from life to road accidents
It feels really bad when prices are high,
But that is not the saddest thing.

The saddest was
To die many times before dying,
To remain silent despite the intense burning sensation of the body,
To shout against injustice
To keep the mind quiet even if you have the power,
Getting out of the house and going to work
Or return home safely from work,
This is the most dangerous.
Killing the dream of life
The most dangerous.

The watch is telling the time,
But in your eyes, if it has stopped
Then it is dangerous.

The most dangerous is the eye
Seeing everything, he still sleeps,
That vision of love is the whole world
Who can win
Knowing when he closes his eyes.
That is the most dangerous.

The most dangerous is the moon
Even after seeing thousands of hellish murders
Who ascends to heaven as shameless,
He sees the high head of humanity being reduced to dust
The rose that rises in the east,
That is the most dangerous.

The most dangerous is the song,
At the door of the panicked man
When terrorist attacks occur
Knowing that the song
Is pronounced in your voice.
That is the most dangerous.
The most dangerous is that night,
When the ferocious hyenas are in the dark
The frozen body of humanity, secretly suffering,
Their greedy eyes are always looking for prey,
Knowing that, night comes at the end of the day,
That is the most dangerous.

The most dangerous is that direction
Where the sun of the soul sets
Conscience is lost,
Humanity is utterly humiliated,
That is the most dangerous.

Police stick, traitor's jingle
Not the most dangerous.
The death of humanity
The most dangerous.
Dreamy dream break
The most dangerous.

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