New Year --- Hope and Despair
'Happy New Year' --- sounds all around,
With flute and red glasses in uprising hands,
Are dancing a band of graceful youths.
Encircling a bevy of beauties, dazzling lights,
And deafening songs made the saloon
An unearthly environs --cheers, cheers buzzing!
There in a other world, roaring of war cries ---
Missiles falling down from nowhere,
Burn, singe and roast dwellings and dwellers
Of some adumbral cities and shires and slums.
'O, poet, what and why 're you going to relate
the two !'
'Don't forget my brother, you're dancing for
A cost of your missiles, and they are the same !
At a cost ! equations are, a bit confusing ;
But the formar drink the Blood for ---
The latter fills the flute glasses or the red ones.'
Dulal Chandra Bandyopadhyay,
02/01/2025
Kolkata.
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