To A Student In Plight Poem by M D Dinesh Nair

A student`s plight has a loud voice
Still it goes unheard often.
Between these walls of slavery of all times
His sighs and protests get subdued.

What can I do for you my young man?

The carved roads lie long but curved
And you have to travel on it like many.
With sodden limbs you can`t stay behind.
Your eyes hide a tale of their own.

But who will listen to you my young woman?

The shells rock Gaza and rest of lands in the East Asia,
And I tell you again, ' we are alive here for sure'.
A day will soon bloom for you
As all the gardens haven`t got burned yet.

Do you see the birds in heights flying in a row ever?

Now let us kill the monster the ' I ' in us for a season
And reinstall the ' We ' our old angel.
Your looks have begun to change a little
And I say, ' It is a good sign'.

What else can I tell you now?