S What

So What!

So what!
Do I need your trust,
Go I must,
And be one with the dust.

Ah! I leave the legacy!
The wild blue,
Your memory would scream,
Live dear live -live with dreams!

Had that Africa been not awakened?
And my cobra!
What did the young night do?
Without that eruption of the Dumb!

Ten thousands geography!
Ten million tales from history!
Ah! the fuel and the hearth are gone!
And Love like Nirban -blamelessly burns.

by Bazi alis Subrata Ray

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