Pijush Biswas (12 July,1988 / Srirampur, Nadia, West Bengal, India)
My love, why art thou so spiritless?
Hast thou lost thy earlier name?
Hast thou lost thy earlier fame?
Is this why that all pearls of thy wreath are faded?
Look, somewhere thou hast lost a heart, full of sincerity endless?
May be she has been hurt in heart or not embedded
On thy heart's bed flowery and brigthing.
Then, where is that why of becoming
Dull, spiritless, motionless or unembodied?
Spare that thinking of making relationship
Spare the place where true love lives.
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