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Pijush Biswas Poems
First Day To School
It is a winter morning The sun is arisen in the East To the God I'm praying In a splendour dawn, full of mist.
Life is like frozen ice Its body is hard and chill Life looks priceful and nice When all demands come out to fulfil
The beach is with its summer face There utmost pleasure of mankind The tides are in their race And happy, are all mind
Don't Be Upset
Ever, if comes darkness in life Don't be upset even for a little bit And, always keep it in mind that Forever darkness is followed by light.
Let there be peace in the world! Let the hate be demolished utterly! Let the war cease!
A dear tree
Not to touch, not to climb! Its breakable for tender limb! I would claim upon every fellow As mellow fruits grew yellow.
The corn-fields are in their autumn beauty The grazing path is dry And the sun is in his eternal duty The God listens to cultivators' cry.
Still They Await
I remember you, remember- And those gusty trees await, still, Tears glide to the sea, although; So, fate fears no bill
One darkening dusk and I feel sore, So I did return to the sea, my dear friend I did call him 'Dear', he did too And limitlessly time we did spend;
Sonnet12: Tyranny ignites a wicked in ea...
Tyranny ignites a wicked in earthly modicum And tyranny, in a wicked's life grows his plume And he builds his home in duplicity, When all the world he deprives by engraved beauty.
Your compulsions upon me fairly increase And fire doth take place between you and I, More moderately I try, although your disease Enrapturously you nurture to make me lie.
The world is partial to everyone
The holy dishes are senewy Although their lives never return- Some hens crave to reach Wherein dishes are made, yet;
I Stood Under The Cloudy Sky Alone
Under the cloudy sky stood I alone Gazing at flying falcons One by one they were descending down Some cows, anxious of their frown.
I'm anxious about, shattered by Our country, bantered by others afar or nigh Where prevailing war and cotradiction are high. Where the evil-evokers eat Her high head
Quotationsmore quotations »
'''Different languages endow men with different qualities,- - (004) Free Quotations, Indian Poet, Pijush Biswas
Indifferently different qualities endow men with different thoughts'''
'''Do not stand gentle beside fire- - (001) Free Quotations, Indian Poet, Pijush Biswas
Do not go gentle to battle
Of desire; let desire rattle
Into your fire-eyes'.''
'A birth in humanity, a supreme birth- - (002) Free Quotations, Indian Poet, Pijush Biswas
A death in humanity, a rare death
All great men are great in humanity
All great men aren't fond of pity
Humanity gives human race a di...
'''Every poet's mind is soft ground of soil- - (003) Free Quotations, Indian Poet, Pijush Biswas
Every poet is a plant born out of real soil
Every poem is unique fruit of that plant
Every plant and every fruit needs reckoning hands'.''
'Every scientific creation is reflection to it's creator's mind- - (005) Free Quotations, Indian Poet, Pijush Biswas
Every creation resembles and demands to it's creator's thoughts
Every creation is oneself a replica nearer to it's creator...
Comments about Pijush Biswas
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892)
(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994)
First Day To School
It is a winter morning
The sun is arisen in the East
To the God I'm praying
In a splendour dawn, full of mist.
'Let me stay well, let my wish be fulfilled'
To the God I urge my will.
I'm both anxious and curious
As its my first day to the school
'My son, go now' asks my mother pious
And I go wearing a sweater made of wool
'I shall not go, I shall not go', I shout
Listening thrilling stories from other's mouth.
Beating or grasping ears in own hand-
All punishing methods are well-known
'Do the home-work and reach before band',
One said ...