A Haunting Night Poem by Pijush Biswas

'Who is there? ', I said to the stranger
Every night who did call me and swear
Saying, - 'I would make for thee a hut,
Full of peace and happiness much to thy will'
And I could not see awhile for she would depart.
'who is there? ', I said second on a wintry night
As though of half a way I went, lost my right;
While backward my home was dark and dim
And seemed she hide leaving me quite thrill
Yet, I looked for her under unconsiderable gleam.
The surrounding was unmatchable to atmosphere
That though had I cried none could hear
And I seeming her to be ghost I shivered
Until the stranger filled me with heart's fill
While a host of wild owls upon me cheered-
'Kuu-ka-ku, Koo-koo-koo', among resonant leaves,
Or, 'Vaa-hu, Vaa-hu', bleating lambs on sheaves
Jeered, as if, I was tamed more than them
By the present conditions of vague drill
As the conditions, thence, made me overwhelm.
Hence I sleep, almost half awake on my bed
She came again, and threw a bunch of pledge
Knocking upon my window-pane, symmetrical
To the darkness of my mind at unrapturous bill
And I was swayed, daunted, and at once fall.




08/10/2016
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