Biography of Pijush Biswas
I am Pijush Biswas, born on 12 July,1988, having a great interest in writing poems and verses since 2012 started to write.These are 4 years I have been struggling for having a better place in minds of people. Lot of honest responses already I have got but I need much more responses to become a good writer and poet. Since 2003 I had been suffering from comsumption till 2008.Now I am entirely detached from it and seeking for good life since 2009, and got enough to my wish.Now I am a school teacher, getting a great responsibilities to bring up children by teaching is highly successsful.I need much more friends though I have many of them.Still being unmarried I am also seeking for my life partner which is quite tough to.All that I faced in life is very learnable, and having been one such a person I am obliged to see through which I will face in next.Hope, your blessings will be with me and the world will last and prosper for ever more.Lot of things happened to me have become a lesson to my life.I, many times, went through situations which did not give accompany to me, so I was severally battered and shattered by them.Yet, being quite liable to believe in the God I tried many to conquer those.Its not like that I never had situations which did not favour.So, I, as being a mere person to my surrounding always try to make happy all there and myself.Only when people come rude at my works done not so clearly I sometimes be somewhat upset, although there are some who now make me realize how it could have been.As I went through some tough situations even now some of my well-wishers are created whom I greatfully responsible and grateful to.
Life is a stage where men and women come to perform their multi-colored days.It may be someone now going through bad or worse, but I must say there is a time for everyone bound to be good.Similarly I took my early days and effectively I have got it.Now I have no questions to those who once gave me hurling and hitting words.Now I feel and swear that even their caricatures and manipulations were so valuable although little then, but now greatly realized by me.If I describe my early days' life it would be so short, but I am quite interested to do it.Perhaps, you don't know I fell in a love when I was 15 years old.I fell in love with a girl who came from a aristocratic family.Many of my surrounding people considered me undeserved to her.Once she took angry and for a several times when I tried to meet her and was eager to see her for at once, I did not have no chance to meet her again.I weeped and I weeped.I am weeping still now, as I have no lover-girl thence.It is a great shock to me, and now I keep myself far away from such relation.As far as I could, is that I made her realize that love her really and she came twice at our home.Now I remember those days when she and I, we together made stories sitting at a field under open sky.It is love which have great impression on my life and I can not get out of it.I must say- - all, that I had lost or gained, were all because of love.So, I must say- -" If there is no love, there will be no hate;
and there are two kinds of people within whom one attain from love and one attain from hate" .And I am waiting for your consideration at what I am.
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.
Let there be peace in the world! Let the hate be demolished utterly! Let the war cease!
Life is like frozen ice Its body is hard and chill Life looks priceful and nice When all demands come out to fulfil
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.
His puppy doll may lose way O Sun, feed it with thy ray All are back to home, this eve Know, Shyam will never leave
A Ballad Of The Road In Village
Day's thirsty men utter they will die in dryness And moan for night, when all fairness come in disguise Why do they not lament for water in stress When only the Lotus live lives to amaze
There was a pond dried with summer heat Where grew Kashful, long, too long to play; Under the azure skies, near our school Happily we spent days beyond the clay- -
Seven Children Came
They were seven children Clever and wise, And did not know me Who was only I, a better man.
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.
Old Days -new-
We had long, long days to play When old friendship was sumptuous; Now, twenty and seven autumns away I stand, and all gently pass.
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
To A Sparrow
O thou, clever one of winged beings Thou art very much fleeting Whene'er see I thee on wings; When, on the air thou floating
Sweet flowers, ah, along the lane
All bloom when I go by
Mystic and gloomy, swear!
All those when glitter not, I
Seek a dew drop upon window-pane
To give a chain of pearls of dream
To my narrow, haughty mind
Which blazes to go in fire