smacking the conquest br as over the pains br each speckles of the dust br tell us the depth of sorrow br as we rave up the revenge br yet it comes hand in hand br br healing all our pains br when betided by the time br as uncared yet undiminished br in its reeks of anger br br yet we resounds br unlike the cry in wilderness br our anguish mingles by the love br all our queries being besotted br as when poised even yet unansweredbr br Dr subhendu karbr br