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 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 ...
Where death meets to the God's honest will
Where life doesn't fall into the Devil's loop,
Only being ineffective to the world
Only being invocator to life I kill
My self, within dying truest beauty;
The petty silence moves on thousand souls
And his greasiness fairly increase;
Lone and discrete, although soars and shouts my duty
Where prettily does it meets, BEHOLD!