Tonight I'M A Defeated Soldier Poem by Jyotishman Debnath

Tonight I will play the role of a defeated soldier
and the curtains are just about to go down
after drinking some talkative darkness
I will act the last scene

season comes seasons goes
flower blooms flowers sheds
but in the garden of lost spring
it never blooms

these moments of sourness bitterness
that I live and not yet living
the sunlit days and stormy evenings
rivers of thousand sun, the shadow of clouds
It hurts it hurts

for the days I have kept a sunflower in eyes
the wish to touch the sun in a cloudy day

In some corner of heart
there is a salty river
as if I have found it
in some monuments of the temple of grief
the evenings of broken wings
again a wish!

Oh! life
my beloved
it's time to read the epilogue
my heart is a ruin
the stones of grief
are the poems of tears
let my heart be the preface
of the book 'a thousand and one wishes'
and right now I'm writing the last stanza

tonight I will play the role of a defeated soldier
and the curtains are just about to go down!