The Change Poem by Subrata Ray

The Change

In crisis, mind retries,
To change the path and fight,
And secures to have the golden hope,
Of a liberated soul, in love and light.

The ignorance of faith in the slaughter house,
And trust on flatterers go by and by,
Alone and lone the pricked heart suffers,
With accumulated sorrows, the mind retries.

The crescent glow of tender adolescence,
Though droops in youth's dark forest,
In crisis caused by betrayal and ignominy,
The soul comes down on mind and retries.

The rescue of life from delusion's grave,
May change the life by kind,
For, in our deepest sorrow,
The soul of light we find.