Sunday poem by Jhilam Adhikary

Sunday poem by Jhilam Adhikary

REVOLUTION

Revolution, revolution It’s a suicide, Round and round And offenders hide The rest fight to build a world Where one just needs love to survive. Death and destruction for the rebirth of hope Something beyond illusions, Beyond instructions of civil mankind Real peace in real life One must love and love only, to survive Beyond created boundaries, compromised rights A declaration of war A search for paradise To clearly accept that one aim To free all people from all pain No wealth, no class, No stress, no rush Just passion and lots of love; Not to change, But to rise, To celebrate, and to surprise Revolution, revolution For the sake of love, To surpass, To teach people It’s not ok to give up, Revolution, revolution Round and round Romantic love and fighting sounds, No one dies alone; No rules, no regulations, No manufactured discriminations, Love only, the ultimate resolution Love, the final, fulfilled salvation; A revolution and a final sacrifice, Hand in hand, all lovers will rise, Fight, fight, day and night, So all can fall and stay in love And love forever to survive.