Poems ✍️

Were I a river, I would run
To meet the sea.
Were I the moon, I would float
Smiling on the sky.

Were I a cloud, I would pour down water
Over paddy and jute-fields.
Were I a lamp, I would spread light
In every nook of all dark houses.

Were I crops, I would grow
Being gold.
Were I fire, I would burn
Through the bodies of all oppressors.

But if I were a missile,
I would kill those
Who bring war
On this beautiful earth.