I Doubt, You Will Not Come Again Poem by Pijush Biswas

I doubt, you will not come again
And the paddy-field where we stood by
May never nod with their stick to win
Our given love; and no one will ask why.
Long and long at distance who saw
Us to unite, under the margosa tree
Or, near the paddy-field will never allow
Again, to make love, or take breathe free.
If ever I did mistake to make love
What could have been your claim?
I say, it was better to go above
What Radha and Krishna did chime.
What heart prayed, or what heart gained know?
'Tis immaturity which filled our eyes
With unripen hopes and did hardly avow;
My love! I can't live life except you miss.
Today I feel I could have done much
If fate defied not me to leave your company;
Was it truely mistake, my vivid touch
To you? Is love really not craving for many-
Such as Krishna's flute enlenghts day
And Radha rushes to Him with flowery basket,
Swear I, love you with warmth of May
And wait still, as I early did wait.





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