Let me curve a statue, I say -
Of dark eyes that could see the light.
Infuse life so that one fine day,
it would make all the wrongs right.
Of dark eyes that could see the light.
Infuse life so that one fine day,
it would make all the wrongs right.
Mould me the hand, you should -
Having different nimble fingers.
A future to create that is good,
so that peace upon us lingers.
As such shape it's legs, you must -
So that on its own it proudly stands.
Before I close my eyes, at last -
Let love, like Ganges flow in its strands.
Prasenjit©2022
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