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Shayan Das

Romance Tragedy Others


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Shayan Das

Romance Tragedy Others


A Letter

A Letter

2 mins 39 2 mins 39

Sweet Beloved,


Never do weep when I die

Forever and ever thy heart is mine



The sword is my brother and gun my friend,

I have learnt to win just not second.


The weapons my children and prison my school,

I have been born to earth to lead and rule.


I work in silence but not alone,

The entire nation is my own.


And all its beauty I do love,

The rising sun and moon above.


The fields that promise gold harvest,

Ah! I love my birds, their silver nest.


The rivers and seas and mountains high,

Yes, the beauty of my land I can’t deny.


I love this all and you of course,

I have learnt to win with fights and force.


Weave my frames with golden threads,

And please never be gloomy and sad.


The time when I leave this Earth,

Feel that I had a golden birth.


And preserve my name for aye in heart,

For we are together though apart!


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