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Sankhajit Bhattacharjee Poem 37

Scientific Research Fellow in University of Wisconsin, Milwaukee


According to my view only you carried forward

the torch light once lit up by the holy swan, eternal monk and great mother.

You served India with your kind hands-

promoted women education, served during outbreak of plague,

sowed the seeds of Indian culture and civilization…

Even the freedom fighters got soothing shelter

under your unending generosity.

Still you remained ignored since decades.

What was the role of those who ignored you in the freedom struggle?

Some says you adored the eternal monk,

you left all for him, your fault…

But he treated you as his sister.

I know you are sacred,

your sacredness has changed their hearts.

The message has come to me-

you have been accepted now.

I do feel happy.

Your sacredness has pierced my conscience

as the arrow of the arrow shooter pierces the target.

I hope this will also pierce million targets

thus, pervading the soil, water and air of this land and abroad.

© 2020 Sankhajit Bhattacharjee