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.