Comments about Pijush Biswas
Alone, I sat beside a window
In a house, near by human habitation
'Mid the sky flying kites, red and yellow
The battle of kites, and exhibition.
One on a sudden loses the owner
Lads and lasses begin cry, even louder.
'Catch, catch it' shouted they 'and run! '
A soft heart, breaking, began to weep