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I’m Impossible (Sonnet 1272) | Abhijit Naskar | Bulletproof Backbone

I don’t need to play word games,
to say, impossible means I am possible;
my existence is epitome of the impossible.
I don’t make plans, I make purpose,
then the purpose plans me, into unstoppable.

Does that mean, loneliness doesn’t bother me,
Of course it does – it makes the torture worse.
Anybody who says, they enjoy loneliness,
is either lying or plain narcissistic retard.

But then again, just when I feel super gloomy,
I remember my responsibility to my world family.
Time and again, my purpose drags me out,
Electrifying my veins with incorruptible duty.

¡Viva la humanidad, viva la familia mundial!
Long live humanity, long live world family!
Whenever you are down, take refuge in purpose;
Your purpose will reawaken your invincibility.
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Life and Abundance (The Sonnet) | Abhijit Naskar | World War Human: 100 New Earthling Sonnets

A person to take refuge in,
a purpose to be driven by,
that’s all you need
to lead a good life.

A roof to take shelter under,
couple meals to feed our hunger,
that’s all you need
to lead a good life.

Brain at the base of the mind,
Heart at the base of existence,
Character at the base of the shoulder,
that’s all you need to lead a good life.

Materialism normalized as abundance
chains freedom, and renders life a cripple.
True abundance instills content not clutter,
Actual needs of life are rather little.
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Brain, Heart and Empty Pocket (Hopeless Sonnet) | Abhijit Naskar | The Divine Refugee

Hope is rather important to me, so much so,
I even named a title Esperanza Impossible.
But my hope is not that of wishful inaction,
my hope is a furnace of valiance untamable.

It’s more important to be the hope and help,
than have the hope that help is on the way.
No one is too helpless to lift themselves,
all you need is a purpose to define your way.

If this son of a factory worker could conquer
the world with brain, heart and empty pocket,
why do you succumb to fictitious despair,
the greatest hopes are always hopeless!

Rise, revolt and be the hope,
take no defeat as your destiny.
Till your world bathes in your light,
be the hopeless warrior of incorruptibility.
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