The Thorns Of Border Poem by Bristi Parvin

Border is always lined with thorns
Whether it's two countries or two peoples
Border is depriving peace
Border is killing love
Border is dividing us
But,
the border can't divide nature
The sun still casts it's light,
the night still falls and,
the wind blows on both sides without any obstacles

But, whenever we try to cross the barriers,
The Thorns wound us, Destroy us,
And suddenly,
A bullet of ego and hatred comes and shattered our heart.
And a blood soaked corpse lies on the ground,
Only hatred, ego and The thorns of border remains intact