At midnight I go to bed:
Seep doesn't come.
In the air I hear the cry
Of the oppressed.
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a nice thought provoking poem about your conscious. sure we fight many battle within ourselves. a nice write.
Poet-craft is very weak, not impressive at all. however receiving 239 votes, a miraculous one.
A very communal reader. No common poetic sense at all. It is a translation of a popular Bengali poem. You have not noticed its message. Why do you try to enter into the world of poetry carrying the dirty soul of Bankim Chandra?