The Colour Of Death - Poem by Ruby Mostazir
As much as i tried to escape
Life tied me up so much,
Wel, let da life going on
Da way it used to go n mess
But death should be exclusive & elite.......
I think death is always exclusive & unusual
It coloured by the colour of sovereignty?
(Ami muktir jonno paliye jete chailam joto
Toto e holam bondi......
Jibon ta jemon temon katuk apotti nai
kintu mrittu ta shundor howa chai,
Naki mrittu shob shomoy e shundor
Muktir rong e rongin?)
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