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POEM

The Guide

We have poisoned our eyes
With ghastly sins
And immortal fears
Our eyes give us
Obscene images
Cherishing our nude thoughts.

We are blind.

Our ancestors yet
Are dead in our psyche,
And wine smells too much
Titillating our senses,
Our lusty eyes rotate
Like the circus light
Around the town of sensuous bodies,
We are infatuated by the senses
And the hell is too close;

The Guide is back to us.
Never we dare to look back
For the devil drags us
Further and further
Away from the centre
And the Guide pulls us back
Towards the centre.
We have murdered the judgement
And are torn in vacillation
Of doubts and fears;
Let's look back once
Where the light shrines
Like the rising sun,
Let's chastise our paralysed conscience
And meditate upon what we have done,
The Guide will rescue us.

Nabin Chandra Satapathy

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