Killings and Feelings
Pravat Kumar Mandal
Kill, crush, and snatch
see, snap taken then.
The armed officials
Kill and kill with pain.
Death, grief and death
witness the savage
The weak onlookers
Invite the ravage.
Press, thrash and rush
Latent, innate flow.
The spineless species
Remain dull in blow.
Powdery feelings
Make the poem superb.
The busy readers
Don't mock or disturb.
Strong passive tactics
Prostrates the progress.
The lame humans
Invite the regress.
Killings and feelings
Both are inherent.
The first one is crime
And no one consents.
(12/06/2020)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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