World Without War And Terror. Poem by Binayakumar Mohanty

From cradle to coffin
for births billions
You'd be my companion.

Not my profession
but a passionate passion
no desire for a position
and power, that would poison
pious vision.

Every night as I slumber
I 'd dream of a world
with no horizon
a nation with border
men and women have no religion.
That would end all terror
nobody wages a war against another.
Alas!
Nothing so happens
Every morning comes
with a pale Sun
with regret and remorse
everywhere.

Is it only my poetic dream
In real that sheds tear.