The Golden Flame (Sonnet) Poem by Dipankar Sadhukhan

Upon the dusty path where hunger grows,
A lonely child defies the desert's heat.
Against the tide of cruel and biting woes,
He walks with heavy heart and weary feet.

Within the temple of his mother's grace,
He lights a candle in the deepest night;
With sweat and toil he finds a sacred space,
To turn his heavy chains to wings of light.

Though love was lost to time's relentless tide,
And sorrow cast its shadow on his soul,
The fire of creation burns inside,
To mend the broken heart and make it whole.

So let the thorns become a crown of gold,
As freedom's song within his breath is told.

By Dipankar Sadhukhan
Kolkata, India.
Copyrights@April09,2026.