Tears Unsung, Incomplete

by Ananya S. Guha / July 19th, 2026

Why must you make people suffer?
You who believe that only one
Religion separates the country
From the rest
They are infidels, they voice freedom
Must be crushed
Did the ancient seers think that way
You whose shrieking voices
Kill the helpless the ones who
Have chosen this country to live
Better lives
But you raise voices against them
There are tears that they must wipe
Even with fortitude
And you suppress those tears
So that they cannot even weep
In God’s voice
They are the helpless victims
Of sordid truths
They die with their tears
Unsung, incomplete

Ananya S Guha lives in Shillong in North East India, where he was born and brought up. He has been writing and publishing his poetry for the last forty years. His poetry has been published in both electronic and print formats such as: Indian Literature, Other Voices, Osprey Journal, Glasgow Review, The Literary Nest, Up The Staircase, Asia Writes, Art Arena, Praxis Online, Muse India, Your One Phone Call, In Between Hangovers, The Peeking Cat Magazine, Post Colonial Text among others. He has also written widely on educational and social matters. He has ten collections of poetry and his poetry has been anthologized in various collections of Indian poetry in English. He holds a doctoral on the novels of William Golding. Read other articles by Ananya S..

This article was posted on Sunday, July 19th, 2026 at 8:00am and is filed under Poetry.