The Road To Heaven Poem by Uttam Biswas

T.S Eliot rightly said,
The whole universe is
On the operation bed,
It is ominous and signal red,
That the universe is
No good than dead,
To save the universe
Rules yet to made,
We must keep it
In our head,
Not to ruin the universe
On operation bed,
That T.S Eliot rightly said.

For this helping hand
We do need,
Fraternity and reciprocal aid
Must be the creed,
Through this humanity
In human does breed,
This is the formula
Should spread with speed,
Only then even ruin
To ruination may not dread.

The whole world is
On a war,
In progress it makes
A serious bar,
Slowly and slowly
friendship goes far,
Happiness and peace
Selfish people do mar,
To save the universe
None is there,
The plight that arise
I can't bare,
It fills my heart with pain
And eyes with tear,
I want everyone
Come closer and near,
No war only peace
I want to hear,
When the whole universe
Will be one and dear,
Only then my heart will play
And dance and cheer.

The ominous plight
We should mend,
Otherwise the universe
Will come to an end,
Living is giving
And giving is living,
It is true when through love
Life is driven,
You can conquer all
When love is given,
That will make the universe
No odd rather even,
This is the formula of life
And road to heaven.