The Anti-Hero

a poem by Alo Shome

I like the eyes of Ashutosh Rana
When he acts as a villain.
The innocence of his intense stare
Touches a deep chord in me
As if I shall hear the pious sound of Om
Rising up any time
Around that gaze.
The eyes declare their stark message
“I exist, I am, I shall be”.
“And therefore” they say,
“My dagger will tear out your guts, you fraud,
Whom I make a hero
To highlight your smallness.”