Pijush Biswas Poems

I oft remember you, my lord
Forgetting the centuries between us
I oft touch your unseen feet
Ignoring those walls, of the seven oceans.
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O Ganga, who doth not take pride in thy arms
The earthly life, scornful, is always proud of thy touch
O Ganga, who doth not take pride in thy divine alms
O thou, let the life be full of joy and happiness much.
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Remember, the hope is yet unburnt.
Fair Love, more it could thrive or utterly die
Although it's soul tumbling high and low.
Swear! I love not the lie
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My mind sometimes is unable
To understand them
And I say what I wish often,
Sorry...sorry...sorry!
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Its rendezvous; and I seek where it's secret lies,
But the sea cheats so well,
So I run between mystery and keenness.
Keenness falls too short, hence
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If I fail, my love may her subdue
If I fail second, my verse is a second writ
I thought; although her glories, past, sublime 'adieu'
And well, my fancy her sentiments deceit.
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Halidom,
Our mind,
Should remain prettier than these-
A gardener's pruning trees.
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At the edge of the sea of hope
I'm standing alone,
Bearing all gloom in mind.
All happy moments of love are sunk
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You said, 'This February I will shower upon thee'
And it seems now I flung into sky
And more temperate your greasy mathematics could be,
If vineyard I was less travelled by
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I thought only pupils have to learn.
How much I was unaware of the fact!
'Tis little ahead of life, and I did earn
Knowledge, - that now does impact
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