To come to light,
a newly conceived ideal idea
seems to be scared and hesitated,
its unabated peeping
from the womb to light
for watching a through pass,
leading to a benevolent home-
wherein a hidden reformer waits
to welcome and use it
in blooming the smiles in the gloomy faces,
seems to be caused by
an undead robot- the watchman,
made of non-sticky metal-
untouchable to any prayer or importunity
standing just as an impenetrable wall
in front of the entrance
along with its ghostly gesture
and well ambidextrous too,
in showing its reluctance to any new idea-
willing to enter the home
and to any sharp reformation
deserving universal sympathy and support,
causing the raising heads and hands
against its own and its programmer’s existence.
~Pijush Kanti Deb
Nogaon, Assam, India