Skip to main content

Sankhajit Bhattacharjee Poem 23

Scientific Research Fellow in University of Wisconsin, Milwaukee


A doctor scientist ended his life-

a forgotten chronicle.

His flower was found in the dust.

Government and colleagues opened the door to hell.

To protect him though Almighty surrendered,

a faithful guy never- posthumous dignity.

His flower bloomed worldwide,

time has broken conspiracy’s knee.

Like the stars of night

his eternal flower

will beautify the barren gardens,

will shine and glitter.

© 2020 Sankhajit Bhattacharjee

Related Articles