What More………

Dr.Sudhansu Dash

My hands in my pocket

All the rocks inside are mine

Paying for the forgotten crimes

On what comes and goes around

The echoes in my head

Surrounded by unfamiliar sounds

The greedy prison that has locked

 The symphony of devilish music

The pleasure of a death waited for a long time

The world is measured with the volume of my blood

The devil delight feasting on my youth

Before I listen it in my eyes

Entering the ay with no beauty to the sublime

My shade squeezes to a straight line

The prisoner is maintaining his silence all the while

With the constant summon of the grave to honor the dead

All my fears have been alloyed with joy

I am forced to carry my won cross on my shoulder

To crucify myself

I love you Death but I am not in love with you

You are taking me for a ride

But be careful for my heart

I expect nothing more

As the more has already happened