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Abhijit Das Poem
I am a soldier born to serve my nation;
I serve my motherland with full dedication.
I don’t know what are intolerance and discrimination;
I guard the borders so that you can sleep without any hesitation.
I don’t do this in the name of any race, creed, or religion, any differentiation;
I am only to serve my country with full determination.
I feel proud even to die for my great nation;
Thinking of dying for my country gives me immense satisfaction.
I don’t want to be in headlines or in discussions on any primetime news;
I want my fellow citizens to be broad-minded without any narrow views.
I may even die tomorrow knowing nobody can take my place in my family,
But if I don’t get ready to die, nobody can ever enjoy his independence freely.
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Abhijit Das Poem
Once battles were fought so that justice could become fair.
But today a war is created to fulfill some people's evil desire.
Everywhere some devils are spreading only false propaganda,
So that they can fulfill their own evil agenda.
Many places became laboratory to display power of some freaks,
Human beings living there converted to innocent guinea pigs.
Some demons are telling this war is to save people from terrorism,
But actually it is only to start new form of imperialism.
Fanatics are trained to have their own free run,
So that some monsters can raise money for their own fun.
To live in peace silently you need to follow some fiends' every instruction,
The moment you raise your voice you will get nothing but only destruction.
It's time for us to stop this war and fight for our true freedom,
Otherwise this world will become a dark place without any wisdom.
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Abhijit Das Poem
She was a simple girl with many dreams,
But she laid on road and nobody heard her screams.
When those demons shattered her plucking all her feather,
We only felt sorry and with candles in hand walked together.
We are for her still fighting and shouting,
But demons in the street are freely dancing.
We call ourselves so much civilized,
But women in our society still marginalized.
Today as a doctor she could have save so many lives,
But because of our indifferent she didn't get a chance to survive.
One demon is still roaming freely without any shame,
And one honest leader is rehabilating him for votes and fame.
Even some people holding her refute,
So that they can save one brute.
If we all need justice for her to be fair,
Bring a law so that no demon by force dare a woman to bare.
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Abhijit Das Poem
Poverty is nothing but a division of world in two parts quite hard to believe,
Where excesses of one part left other part with very little things for them to live.
Poverty is nothing but some people's evil creation,
As a result of which everywhere there is discrimination.
Poverty is some people's design to bring inequality within entire mankind,
So that free spirit among the society they can easily able to grind.
Poverty is nothing but a very pathetic vicious circle,
Due to allowance of certain people's evil cartel.
Poverty is preventing an entire nation to progress,
As a result of which everywhere one can find only distress.
Poverty is preventing certain people to get proper education,
Due to which there is no growth in a nation.
Poverty is something which is taking us way backward,
And filling people's mind with lot of evil dirt.
Poverty is the devil which need to eradicate,
So that everyone can able to write his own fate.
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Abhijit Das Poem
The world where once I was born has changed a lot;
Some people may believe it, and others may not.
In the world today, each and every day just to survive, we need to fight;
While fighting, we are forgetting what is wrong and what is right.
Peaceful religions are being changed into fanaticism.
People are becoming more restless, and one can hardly see any humanism.
Everyone seems to run after a mirage of money to win his own race
But forget that a mirage can never give him true solace.
People prefer to meet each other through social networks rather than face to face,
And to prove oneself superior, one doesn’t mind to put others in disgrace.
Honesty today is on the verge of extinction
As wealth becomes the only yardstick to determine one’s reputation.
We need to change this changed world once again;
Otherwise, opulence will put mankind in a prison with a chain.
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Abhijit Das Poem
About my feelings for you, I know you don’t have any clue,
But my feelings for you are really very true.
My feelings for you are like having something without any expectation,
But my feelings are strong without any negation.
My feelings for you give my mind such pleasure,
But my feelings have got no bad desire.
My feelings for you really give myself much joy,
And my feelings for you also turn me from a man to a boy.
My feelings for you help me live in my own world of fantasy,
But my feelings for you also turn me away from any other ecstasy.
My feelings for you within me create something which can’t be explained,
And my feelings for you also help negativity within me get restrained.
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Abhijit Das Poem
World is broken with so much divisions,
In the name of races, caste, creed and religions.
We all humans use to call ourselves so civilized,
But our minds have become so much marginalized.
We all are at one hand following certain path with strong determination,
And on other hand killing each other with a mind full of discrimination.
In the name of our own mad thought we have become so blind,
That we have created so much walls within our own mind.
Are we brave enough to move forward?
Or are we moving back like a coward?
Today we have so much technology for us to progress,
But we have also got a heart which is full of distress.
Instead of hating why can't we love each other,
Why can't we see everyone as our own brother?
Today my thought is sounding so strange,
But I am sure one day this broken world will change.
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Abhijit Das Poem
Rich man is riding a Mercedes and ordinary man is just walking down in a street.
Rich man just want to become more rich and ordinary man in every field always need to retreat.
Rich man is the exclusive member of a club controlling almost all of a country's wealth,
Ordinary man is a guy who to earn little income neglects his own health.
Rich man is a guy who can control the system because he got huge money,
Ordinary Man is a guy who use to wear torn shoes and shirts to look funny.
Rich man is a guy who don't bother to vote but still can control a government,
Ordinary man is a guy who elect a minister but never get his appointment.
Rich man can evade tax and take loan and can move away easily from the country,
Ordinary man always need to pay tax and loan with high interest even with a great difficulty.
Rich man needs ordinary man so that he can live life with his own illusion,
Ordinary Man can show a rich man his real place by bringing in a country a new revolution.
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Abhijit Das Poem
Beyond the Sky I want to go and fly,
Beyond the Sky I want to go after saying everyone out here good bye.
Beyond the Sky I want to build a world of my own,
Beyond the Sky in my world there will be only happiness without any mourn.
Beyond the Sky there will be a single world without any nation,
Beyond the Sky there will be a world without any discrimination.
Beyond the Sky in that world there will be God without any religion with a symbol or portrait,
Beyond the Sky in that world one can find only love without for anyone any hatred.
Beyond the Sky in the that world there will be equal opportunity for everyone to grow,
Beyond the Sky in that world one can find only friends and not a single foe.
Beyond the Sky in that world there will be only peace and no war,
Beyond the Sky from that world inequality in the name caste or creed or color will remain quite far.
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Abhijit Das Poem
Life is so complicated I don't know where to go,
Life is so complicated that my feelings I can't able to show.
Life is so complicated that I can't break myself free,
Life is so complicated that I can't from distress able to flee.
Life is so complicated that I need to burn myself in a flame,
Life is so complicated that I need to do showoff to have a fame.
Life is so complicated that I can't be in this world the way I am,
Life is so complicated that to stop emotions I have to build in a mind a selfish dam.
Life is so complicated that I can't be able to enjoy everywhere freedom of speech,
Life is so complicated that good things I find myself quite hard to preach.
Life is so complicated that true love I cannot easily able to find,
Life is so complicated that for success I have to become selfish of different kind.
Life is so complicated that I can't freely able to enjoy my own life,
Life is so complicated that I need to destroy others to thrive.
Life is so complicated that I need to stay with someone without even finding with her any bond,
Life is so complicated that even after loving someone truly I can't able to move with her a little beyond.
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