[On the occasion of World Poetry Day, I conjured up this short poem.]
Come, let’s make poetry together,
Instead of waging needless wars;
Let’s make a world;
Where people will laugh and cry,
Not because they are sad or in anguish-
But because they’re emotionally overwhelmed…
Let’s drown in words and emotions alike;
Instead of blood and sweat of people
Labeled as enemies-
By humanity itself…
Come; let us shoot similes and metaphors,
Instead of bullets and bombs;
And pierce the public perception
Of hate…
Let’s avenge our dead forefathers, not with bullets
Or a 21 gun salute,
But with a poem, not grand or exquisite;
Rather an ordinary, but a beautiful one…
Or better still, let’s infuse ourselves with beautiful poems;
Keeping agony, pain, and revenge at bay,
Come, let’s get impregnated with beautiful poesy,
Capable of filling souls, minds, and hearts,
To the fullest…
Come, let’s explode together;
Splashing rhymes and verses;
Instead of crimson red,
Because tonight poetry will triumph
And nothing else
And no one else…
© Biswadeep