The Bloodsucker
My life offers me
lunacy and craze,
Time kills me very often
with lazy blaze.
Evil is my mentor while
disciple is sage,
Seek fun in abuses
Tear up fair's page.
Confusion slaps me again,
Society sucks my blood.
Dreams of my gross happiness
nip in the bud.
poem by Liton Chakraborty Mithun
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Answer Me Please
How many drops of blood needed
To satisfy Western Goddess for Peace?
How many companies left to set up
For producing stainless Peace?
How many stages to be made
To playing a drama titled Peace?
How many labs to conduct research
For inventing the formula of Peace?
Who gave America authority
to feeding people bloody Peace?
If you have reasonings enough,
Answer me Please.
poem by Liton Chakraborty Mithun
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