YOUR BEST FRIEND (by Sudipto Basak)
When you see the devil in black robe, Feel the prison stone in stripped clothes, When you cry with blood drenched tears… Are you gonna go down? Are you gonna taste the dust? If you are gripped in bone crackling snow, Caught in grueling rain, Desecrated, completely with tearing pain, In the mud of skeletons pulling you down, In the pain of loved ones leaving you; going down, Is it the point where you give up? A point where you prefer laying down crying aloud When your belly burns with hunger Not even a loaf of burger When your heart evaporates with anger, Feeling so helpless, needless you are left; Shrugged away neglected down under What you gonna do? Whom you gonna cling to? Are you gonna give up? Remember IT is still with you, Something which even fate can’t snatch, Something which never fades, Something that fuels you from within, Somebody who will never put you aside, Soothes you from inside A gift from god that wants something more, ‘just’ your patience. I know you know who and w