Sankhajit Bhattacharjee Poem 17

Scientific Research Fellow in University of Wisconsin, Milwaukee

A LADY BIRD

A lady bird is flying high.

She is breaking all bondage of the earth,

even of conscience.

Freedom has turned into arrogance-

men are its prey:

love has become a trifle game.

Even honey is utilized to sweeten her career-

others’ family foundation may be rocked.

But how far will she fly?

She may enter the cosmos leaving our atmosphere

but I am sure- she will lose her way

inside the ever darkness of a black hole.