Sagnik Das was born in Calcutta, India, on September 10,1991 and continues residing there, enrolled as a freelance writer and theologian. He also engages (albeit seldom) in voice-over and narrative works. An avid admirer of Classical poetry, he takes pleasure in composing poems on varied aspects - a trait he zealously pursues (as a passion) - relishing its mellow essence, whenever he happens ... more »
Click here to add this poet to your My Favorite Poets.
Elegy On The Death Of Margaret Thatcher
The iron-mettled voice no more shall ring -
In prowess unmatched, crafty words so bold:
What lethal smack of gracious wit they bore!
Whose sublime wryness, flawed though seemed betimes;
Could yet prove apt to coax a thousand 'wows'.....
..... Mrs. Thatcher -
Gently-charmed as ever now in death.....
To sundry eyes, a shrouded myth appears:
Which, choose to love or loathe as much you may,
Would still in mortal hearts its presence bear....
Lo! - all she did was done for Britain's sake,
In high-hopes that those long-gone days be near;