By: Pijush Kanti Deb

So steep,
from the depth of your nothingness
you can witness my colorful flag
flapping on the top
and bringing your tears down.
Most probably
a sea-change widens its lips
from nowhere to somewhere,
conflicting your weeping and my smiling.

So great,
from the depth of mass prayer
all can witness
the ray of hope
which illuminates their nothingness
and hear
the celestial proclamation
of world-wide renovation.

So ascertained,
from the depth of heart and soul
all can realize the presence of
some divine souls
standing in between
every pairs of drop of tears
Who like to be busy
to fuel the revolution of the earth,
and to remind the forgotten history
of the great renovative guillotine.