When in love
Do not become the moon.
If you can,
Come as the sun.
I'll take its heat
And light up the dark forest.
When in love,
Do not become the river.
If you can,
Come as the flood.
I'll carry its passion
And break the dams of despair...
When in love,
Do not become a bird.
If you can,
Come as the storm.
I'll borrow its force
And destroy the palace of sin.
The moon,
The river,
The flower,
The stars,
The birds-
We can look for them later.
But today,
In the darkness,
The last battle is yet to be fought.
What we need now in our hovel
Is--Fire!
By - Murari Mukhopadhyay
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