Sitting in dark I paint a scene of light, as the pain of a bride melts into the cry of her new born, I create a world of hope.

[author title=”Suhina Biswasmajumdar” image=”https://sindhcourier.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/08/Suhina-Biswas-Kolkata-Bengal-Sindh-Courier.jpg”]Suhina Biswasmajumdar is a writer from Kolkata, Bengal. A life-long devotee of Swami Vivekananda, Suhina is against any discrimination. Two significant life-forces propel her – ‘love’ and ‘writing’. Suhina’s book ‘Tumi’ (you) and Songs of Silence (A Journey to Love), are collections of her poetic thoughts.[/author]

I can draw a picture of light sitting in dark

Sitting in dark I paint a scene of light

As the pain of a bride melts into the cry of her new born,

I create a world of hope

With my scepter to bring truth spread love shower notes of moon

Who cares that not of Sonata?

Who cares if I bring the barren dunes of the desert in my canvas?

Who cares if I demand greenery for the hungry world?

I do nothing

Want nothing

Only waiting in the dark of my heart I bleed

I breed the seeds of hope

That I paint

I know,

I know how to dream within a nightmare

I know how to love the brutal disbelievers

I know how to enjoy a peacock-song

I know I can draw a picture of light sitting in dark

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