Melodious Malady by Sukanta Mandal

 Melodious Malady

Where is the light in this dark prison?
Wounded spots scratched on the open wilderness.
And the sun rises and sets in the interval.

Oh Nation! who strip you
May their disguise be exposed to the next generation.

We, your only offsprings
See that reflection on the blood-stained rice.

About The Author

Sukanta Mandal is currently persuing his Master's degree in English Literature. He resides in an island called 'Bhutni' in the district of Malda, West Bengal. He portrays his subtle and intricate sentiments in a very lucid way in the form of poetry and short-story in both Bengali and English languages. Previously, some of his writings were published in various newspapers, magazines, and journals. Now, he is conducting his own research on the 'Kisan' tribe as a form of cultural studies.