The lost birth dates---
Did you see the endless journey?
Heavy wooden cross
Holding on the shoulder
Creeping legs, bleeding forehead
The web of chest bones
The cave of hunger
Inclined body in multi angles
Dried smiles and deserted eyes
Freeze tear drops
Flesh less a tall individual
Going towards the graveyard
To digging the dream
Followers were behind him
Some innocent pale faces
And a woman trying to cover
Her desiccated breast
Wrinkled lips, broken back
Bare feet, silently they passed
Flowering season has returned
Both sides of road colors speckled
Did you find them?
They lost some where
Under the debris of dreams
In search of food, water, shelter
The life denied the friendship-
Because they had no identification,
Birth date was ridiculous.
----Shantanu Sanyal
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