Lament of the Dead
written by: Sahendra Mallick
Would that mine eyes had never beheld such woe,
The scars from the wicked that leave no trace,
Yet never are they damned for what they sow,
Their sins concealed, no shame, no disgrace.
Would that mine ears had never heard wails so deep,
Of those betrayed by lies and hearts untrue,
In the harrowing nights, the broken shadows weep,
Humanity, once strong, dissolves like dew.
Would that my tongue had never found voice to tell,
Of all the wrongs that tear the world apart,
For words, though spoken true, no bruise can fade,
Nor heal the pain, that poor fragile heart.
In dark streets where the savage seeks and justice hides,
Stand still I would, and see the storms collide.
Sahendra Mallick has recently completed his undergrad course on English literature from Brahmananda Keshab Chandra College, Kolkata. He also works part time as a content writer. His poetry primarily reflects his connection to human emotions, nature, and life’s mysteries. Apart from academics and work, he enjoys playing video games, appreciating them as an interactive medium for rich narrative exploration.
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