In Silence Poem by Pijush Biswas

In Silence



Someday she came knocking at window-pane
When my sorrowy silence stood at brim
Of my mind; and could I meagre obtain
The unblemished consolation from esteem.

I thought it might be vain my eager whim
Of having her bossomed, again to my cult
Yet, nor she, nor her estimation was so trim
Just as unfair as tortuous stream fell tumult.

By the sea, near rolling sea-waves as stands someone
And ungrinned waves, as they touch his feet
And feel like as if he had not been never alone
As just as it, I had not had those days meet.

And, in memory I still feel those days never
To come, for, she now is not yet at my control
Or, like two birds, amorous, who never were
To be, now astonish everyone whole.

She came knocking at my window-pane to know
If I were even as fair as the last moon
Whose fairness surpasses all those who avow
Or, who, whether in cloudy or clear skies never atone.





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In Silence
Tuesday, September 15, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love and loss
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Anil Kumar Panda 02 October 2015

You have been surprised of her return and you have penned the thoughts beautifully. Very nice.

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Valsa George 27 September 2015

At a time when you had given up all hopes of her coming back, she showed up suddenly knocking at the window of your heart! Surely it is a welcome sign, but you are not quite sure of her intent..... she might have come to check if you were 'as fair as the time of the last moon'! A great monologue!

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Pijush Biswas

Pijush Biswas

Srirampur, Nadia, West Bengal, India
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