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ask the eyes that saw the black nights
of hunger
the only shelter, broken thatched
torn rag
and a sole shrouded cover.
ask the eyes
which witnessed death
while bloomed the buds
in innocence
toiled hands at work
to earn and fill one’s
stomach
ask the eyes
those which wept in loneliness
fought against the storms unseen
every bent, a new challenge
on every road
when hope was killed.
ask the eyes
which fear love
perhaps they think,
it vanishes
like the fragrance
of jasmine in air…
submerge they
in plateau of solitude
alone and bereft…
ask the eyes
forbidden
forsaken abandoned,
neglected, ignored and abused
the grief of survival
in distress, sadness,
and despair,
failure ,devastation or
battles …
ask the eyes
who have ne’er got enough
of anything
what is your identity
what is your sect
what is your caste or creed
what’s the name of your faith?
what is comfort, luxury
what ‘s your goal next
what’s your favourite destination
which holiday you liked the best
the silent eyes
in disbelief
will utter
only truth
soumyav 