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The torn words. 

The dilapidated rescue. 

Thousands flags and no protest 

Yet a yell – ‘We must stand united’ 

And a divided difference. 

Flows the river same with the ridiculous thoughts of 

The philosophers 

The statesmen 

The revolutionaries 

And laughs loudly very often. 

 

At every turn 

A telescope sees future 

With two different eyes.

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Partha Sarkar, a resident of Ichapur, a small town of a province West Bengal of India, a graduate writes poems being inspired by his the late Sankar Sarkar, and his friends (especially Deb kumar Khan) to protest against the social injustice and crime against nature. His poems have been in different magazines, both in Bangla and in English. At once, he would believe in revolution but now He is confused because of obscurity of human beings though he keeps fire in soul despite.