Two Gun Shots Poem by Sankhajit Bhattacharjee

Society can observe three stars on her shoulder-
a committed IPS officer:
honest like noble horse,
ferocious like lion!
Her childhood love is exactly like her
but society calls him, 'Red Terrorist'.

One day they stand face to face!
Nature hears two gun shots at a time-
dust is soaked in blood of two young ones
but none is too weak
to commit suicide!

Duty is above all,
still it's bound by love!
When work is done, duty is over-
but love is never born, hence never dies:
dedication and sincerity of mortals
make love evergreen and immortal.