Categories
Poetry

Hunger

By Raja Chakraborty

Courtesy: Creative Commons
a caged dove waits--
fluttering wings in captivity, 
waiting for another war 
to end
 
so it can fly to freedom 
 
cold, lonely, scared -- it pecks
the last grain, saved 
for uneasy days like these
 
peace is a crafty word--
it thinks, silently 
 
head hung low, in a sad
prayer, it longs for the blueness 
of an autumn sky
 
do birds cry? I don’t know
do they cry tears? I don’t know 
 
but what I know now is
war’s a game adults play
and peace, its abused cousin
 
there is a liquid fire
in the dove’s soft eyes speaking 
of a revolution that
only hunger can ignite

Raja Chakraborty is a bilingual poet, writing in English and Bengali. He has penned four books in English: The Soup Bowl and Other Poems, Whispers in the Wind, Broken Lines and Rainbows and About Maya and Other Poems. He is also a regular contributor to magazines and anthologies.

.

PLEASE NOTE: ARTICLES CAN ONLY BE REPRODUCED IN OTHER SITES WITH DUE ACKNOWLEDGEMENT TO BORDERLESS JOURNAL

2 replies on “Hunger”

The loss of freedom, never easy to, bear, and, we may struggle, at first, when our, freedoms had been, taken away from us, but, eventually, we will, adapt, to, living with the, original freedoms we took for granted from before being taken from us, and, we look forward to the day, that we will all be, free, again.

Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s