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Fifty years ago on this very special day,
You shared your dream; you had your say;
The two colorful worlds stood and listened to you,
Your speech of love and peace had blended them anew;
...

My mirror has broken.
It did not make any sound, as it fell on the
grass.
My head hung, I could see the broken sky with muddy borders in the
...

This scientist you see
Almost got a Nobel Prize
She invented a laughing gun for free
Took everyone by surprise...
...

I have failed in many of my tries
Hope is a burnt toast, faith here dries.

Suddenly O suddenly I see a seed sown
I cover, uncover, recover - to discover my own.
...

It’s dark now.
A little while ago, there was light in the sky.
My vision could go till a distance and travel back into the eyes with stories to tell.
I saw men, women, boys and girls talking with their teeth and tongues.
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Black sheep, black cat, painting you black, dark spot...
We violate you, more often than not,
Don't cease to tease you black and blue without a clue
With images horrid that cloud and clot;
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My life is dead; dull, dim monotonous in its repetition.
Every minute and hour spent, to second without option.
From the time I wake up to the time I sleep,
Rigorous, onerous routine takes me on its grip.
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If the word means surrender
i don't know
if the word means peace so tender
i am at ease it is to show
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My child, my daughter, is ready to leave
Her bag is packed. To study she has to go
In some other town she’d be a sophomore.
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The Best Poem Of Supratik SEN

Ode To Martin Luther King Jr. - I Have A Dream

Fifty years ago on this very special day,
You shared your dream; you had your say;
The two colorful worlds stood and listened to you,
Your speech of love and peace had blended them anew;
The bond was always there you tapped them on the spot,
With ‘humanhood’ that flew from the heart of your thought;
We are done with it, that meaningless dissent,
Black and white came close to every word you meant.

Down the time pipeline the issues though have changed,
People tired fight they are not engaged,
I’m hopeful men women, if the colour magic worked,
Fifty years hence we’d have a peaceful world.

For this to be true, we need the August man,
To unite the world into a happy caravan.

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