Like the fireworks, you wished some sulphurous <br /> explosions in your life <br />So this solitary sadness, this guilt, this formless pain <br /> <br />Like the imperialist cloud, you desired to occupy the <br /> entire zenith in your youth <br />So this begging bowl, hatred, this ugliness <br /> <br />Like the God Himself, you wanted a powerful, shrewd <br /> opponent against you <br />So this pervading bias, shamefulness, this bloody homage <br /> <br />Like the fuel, you had a blazing hunger in your heart <br />So this burning thirst, this nausea, this fight for food <br /> <br />You were more intense than fireworkcloudGodandfuel <br /> O, upright men <br />So you still exist in battles, in self-esteem, in history<br /><br />CHOUDHURI SUKUMAR<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hello-men/
