Futility of War

Smoke, fumes, and fire

Billowing in our available milieu and glare

Our eyes are burning

We hardly can see anything

We cannot discriminate

Who are our rivals and whom we tend to annihilate

We have no time to think

We are just annihilating in a precinct

We are largely infused with sheer homily

Aiming only to cause destruction to my declared enemy

We just don’t bother

Any moral values at all needed to ponder

Fighting against nature is our inherent motto

Society is our own designed fabric with an uneven conflict in proto

Hardly we care my rivals do have their own family

They do aspire to go back to their home happily!


We don’t know really

Why we are fighting with whom actually

From where we are getting weapons

Who manufactured those with what sermons

After all it requires to produce

Are those peoples too have a tendency to make blood baths in adducing

A killing spree is an unrestrained addiction

A nature’s inherent devise eclipsed us with a mystic presentation

Gallantry is a deceptive device by us only for self-annihilation

Will anybody can experience scripting his own obituary

Can anybody have the opportunity to observe who is garlanding to his epitaph with sheer obloquy

We just bemused with mundane protocol on nature’s floor

We love to eulogize it as long we sustain it with our self-designed grandeur!


We poor humans are dying centuries long

Only to uphold the few who are at the helm and retain their status in prolonging

Our death having no values who alone construe their realms

But we selflessly dedicate ourselves to ushering few peoples to carnivals

They celebrate with pomp

No longer having any courtesy to offer tribute in our tomb

We just lay unheeded

Only on a certain day to be commemorated

On that particular, they arrange a grand ceremony

Just to show imitation love to our departed souls with a sheer cacophony

Offer to imitate music in their bugle

Only to make people with huge sound with melodramatic hum

I wonder who will forgive them for their brazen sin

Does any dejected and departed soul get an opportunity to experience such an obnoxious scene?


Debasish Majumder
Debasish Majumder
I Debasish Majumder, hailing from Kolkata, State: West Bengal, Country: India, born in a middle-class family in the year 1965 and brought up in an environment extremely favorable for me to garner knowledge from people from various walks of life. Their lives and livelihood are of immense gravity to me as I considered myself as a fortunate one to be facilitated to interact with those who possessed multi-faceted experience and thrived vigorously in their respective fields. Since my schooling as well the path of my studies till I completed my graduation in humanities and thereafter working in various organizations has enabled me to get hands-on experience about the twist and turns of life where I observed the plight of myriad who are economically vulnerable and how they combat the life and even capable to enjoy the every drop of it without complaining about their state. Since my childhood, my passion for the English language and English literature enabled me to explore the world in and around me out of fabulous authors and their valuable renditions which even unveiled front of me the true picture of nature and how it is now confronting peril out of greedy few sharks in the veil of few humans obliterating the very essence of humane! Their works encouraged me to pen down articles, short stories, and poems with my little ability and I have already had a number of paperback editions of my compilation of short stories and poems which are now available on Amazon and other global sites. My alacrity for learning regarding nature as well the society along with the people who are considered as the most precious imperative for us to be enriched. I am blessed by innumerable notable thinkers and philosophers whose works appealed to me enormously, and even helped me to shape up myself by virtue of their expressions. I am having little capacity to translate the reflections of the present society, precisely for the acumen of a myriad of learned persons who have helped me to widen my vista with their wisdom and wide array of knowledge. My sincere effort was navigated by those enlightened persons and I tried with my best of ability to reflect on the scenario I have observed in the journey of my life.

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