The sky has worn the mantle of the dark,

Ans somewhere deep… a pain has left a mark.

The storm has broken, violent, on our paths…

All doors of hopes and dreams – the world has shut!


I’ve seen the world, now, through a Mother’s eyes…

I’ve felt the pain – so deep, cruel in her cries:

Bring back, who will, her son? Bring back the star – 

That’s broken from her sky of desire!


A dream… her heart has cradled, ever still –

When all the world… and all its people will

Live Lives in peace – forever, ever more

No mother, ever, shall bereavement bore!


In treads of anger… runs the world’s mad race!

When would peace take heart’s abandoned space?


[28 March 2002 | Guwahati]


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