It's Victory, Hunters!A Poem by sayandeep kundu
Mystic cobweb,
Purple blossoms, Dew beads on tender grass-lets, One picturesque fountain, Twinkling of merry stars in one dark firmament, Scintillating moon-lit streams- reflecting dreams of nascent thoughts, subdued emotions. One mother nature, blissfully adorned to bestow on her beholder- the blessings of myriad imaginations. Men tend to blend the two- the nature within and without into one reign of rampage, killing beasts, craving feasts with a pride in the lackluster of spiteful intent. Trees groan, Leaves falter. Birds perish, Tigers teeter- On the brink of being extinct. Left are the leaves withered. Drenched are the tender grass-lets with oozing blood of gallant soldiers.. Why fear, victory's on our way,- Cheers to all haunting Hunters! © 2010 sayandeep kunduReviews
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StatsAuthorsayandeep kunduKolkata, West Bengal, IndiaAboutI'm a student..more specifically an engineering student..but beyond something akin to a social compulsion owing to which i had to resort to engineering machinery in stead of engineering my own mind i'.. more..Writing
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