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IF JESUS ASKS Dew on the grass Wants to disappear As a day wakes up Frightened by the red eyes of sun. Again all those men Will remain tireless For some more hours. Sharp arrows from their mind Defeated- Distance on the earth, Boundary of the of universe, Pride of stars being alone, Even the game fate plays. But today’s day is tired. That green tree Standing naked in a landscape Used to Sunbath during winter, Play with wind on stormy days, A born again make up As spring bade good bye, Or get drenched in rain Like a farmer’s son. Old days have enjoyed them all. That green tree No more there, City’s claw has removed, Roots of its existence. Is it only that lonely tree Has been killed by city life! Did not you see the tears of ocean! Her tides, Like a beloved lady Wanted to wipe out All weariness of humankind. And in exchange Modern life poisoned her heart With all its senselessness. When the day, Wants to hide her face, From shame. Men are still preying, What else is remaining? What else is faraway? When daylight disappears, They declare Now penguin’s blood is our subject matter. Or if this world becomes a bomb in fire Then we shall hire Our extraterritorial neighbor To settle us in space shuttle, Above the earth atmosphere. So, the day unwilling to wake up any more. Only the red eye of sun wakes her up. Remember how morning birds Use to sing melodies, To wake her up. All that resonance is missing, As dew fell from leaves to leaves. Glorious smile of shining water drops On a lotus leaf Cry alone now. Misses how pleasant was twilight’s tune. In today’s day Who is there has time for them all. But every year There are seminars To declare Those entire glorious chapters Sun, moon, even heaven is not too far. And many more All are in the memory of a computer. But today’s day Redeye of sun wakes her up. She doubts, Are men no more sacred now! Yes; May be like polluted water, As sacred from holy Ganga river. So one day, Jesus asks to the heart of mankind, You have achieved so much, Your glorious days are here, Then why you still keep me crucified! For how many centuries Shall I remain! Human child knows age-old answer ‘Its your greatness To remain there, So we worship!’ Only red eyes of sun Wakes another day up. A day - No dew falling on her lap. A poem by GOUTAM HAZRA
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