Pijush Biswas Poems
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First Day To School
It is a winter morning
The sun is arisen in the East
To the God I'm praying
In a splendour dawn, full of mist.
'Let me stay well, let my wish be fulfilled'
To the God I urge my will.
I'm both anxious and curious
As its my first day to the school
'My son, go now' asks my mother pious
And I go wearing a sweater made of wool
'I shall not go, I shall not go', I shout
Listening thrilling stories from other's mouth.
Beating or grasping ears in own hand-
All punishing methods are well-known
'Do the home-work and reach before band',
One said ...
Life In Year
Gentle the air blows, and sun does peep through
Amongst all those are free I play as bees,
Who two and half a months remain quiet; bow
Your heads to inflammable heat who gives this.
Although the years' fast and stiffly play
Singing,as if,a mere professional
Must give life to thee and me every day
And come out holdings to both in a hall.