Buddhadeb Bhattacharya
You should be in sight
With power and prestige,
We the people of our state,
Strongly and deeply feel,
Your presence is absent,
You can lead with just might.
Amid the certain uncertainty,
The dark phase of ensuing crisis,
With patience and witty mind,
You must have fought thepandemic
guiding the meek people to establish
the value of life,
In deep state of utter confusion,
The whisper of silent killer is heard
in every human heart,
No route is shown below the line,
The upright leader is missing.
You should be there in the skyline,
a spirit of fair will and prospect,
to lead the nation without discord,
A vacuum is deep beyond measure,
You should come forward as a shining chief.
All around the air the poison of fear
and anxiety of uncertain coup
hovering as silent slayer,
We are misled by wrong notion,
What will happen to this pliable people?
We feel the absence of your presence.
@prabir Gayen / 13/04/20: 10: 58 PM
You should be in sight With power and prestige, We the people of our state, Strongly and deeply feel, Your presence is absent, You can lead with just might.
All around the air the poison of fear and anxiety of uncertain coup hovering as silent slayer, We are misled by wrong notion, What will happen to this pliable people? We feel the absence of your presence
You should be in sight With power and prestige, We the people of our state, Strongly and deeply feel, Your presence is absent, You can lead with just might
All around the air the poison of fear and anxiety of uncertain coup hovering as silent slayer, We are misled by wrong notion, What will happen to this pliable people? We feel the absence of your presence.
In deep state of utter confusion, The whisper of silent killer is heard in every human heart, No route is shown below the line, The upright leader is missing
Amid the certain uncertainty, The dark phase of ensuing crisis, With patience and witty mind, You must have fought thepandemic guiding the meek people to establish the value of life,
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What will happen to this pliable people? We feel the absence of your presence.