Blood is not just
White cells and red,
Not just plasma,
Not the science of haemoglobin.
It carries more.
It holds stubbornness,
It holds fire,
It holds bonds,
It holds pull,
It holds life,
It holds the dream of dreaming.
Dream-- seeds scatter,
Flowing vein to vein,
Body to body ------
That's why,
Standing before a photograph,
The successful one declares:
------" I made it ".
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Poet : Dr. Goutam Kumar Mallick
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