FIGHT BACK

You may put me down to the ground
and think, it's already over, I'm done.
For once - stop, turn, and look around
you see me standing and lose your fun.

I've fallen before, I'd surely fall again
and it doesn't bother me anymore.
Do not blow your trumpets yet in vain,
as you're about to hear my bloody roar.

I've forever taken pride in my fall
and been humble when I stand.
I still have the guts to stand tall
facing your deceitful, fiery band.

 
You may fling your lies at me
and cut me deep with your greed. 
You may see me on my knee, 
by now you know - I am a different breed. 

Hurl your anger at me, I say
please hit me as hard as you can. 
Scar me with your hatred - if you may, 
the once tender soul is now a rugged man. 

Prasenjit©1997-2021

DEVIL'S SATIRE

I may not be on the path of God

nor a subject of His liking. 
I am not the one who got His nod,
and have always been my own king. 

I am not part of any crowd
that moves with the flow of stream. 
I am neither humble nor proud
but I'm living my own dream. 

I have treaded with the Devil
who was pure as he could be! 
I have no veil - incarnated evil, 
my dark face - my true face, it's me!

 
I may not be his veiled angel
coz' I depict the pure darkness. 
I have no shroud, one can tell
coz' I hold my own steady harness. 

I am one of those - The Fallen
yet unscathed by purity all around. 
I'm not hiding in plain sight - nor forgotten
yet far from Satan's grip or Heaven's bound. 

Prasenjit©1997-2021

THOSE DESIRES

My wishes all around floats like dust, 

some trampled while some on my face. 

Let the rain fall, if it really must

and touch those desires with a grace. 

Why is it that the rain falls down? 

It surely must have some desires too! 

To engulf the earth like a gown

journeying from the skies for me and you. 

Why does the thunder strike down,

which is born in a lump of cloud? 

Comes blazing, roaring all over town, 

showing its might on a fearful crowd. 

Like love and anger, rain and thunder

travelling to earth from the skies. 

So many desires reside yonder, 

my heart's grip loosens as time flies

Prasenjit©1997-2021