Pijush Biswas Poems
|321.||Still They Await||3/8/2015|
|323.||To A Sparrow||11/16/2013|
|324.||I Stood Under The Cloudy Sky Alone||2/6/2013|
|326.||In Memory Of School||10/10/2015|
|327.||Pretty Night Wore It's Veil||8/26/2015|
|331.||A Question To Every Motherland||3/20/2016|
|333.||Don'T Be Upset||1/20/2015|
|335.||Seven Children Came||11/18/2015|
|337.||To High Land Lass||3/12/2016|
|338.||A Ballad Of The Road In Village||11/5/2015|
|340.||As I Wander To Seek Beauty||6/25/2014|
|341.||A Dear Tree||5/11/2014|
|342.||Sonnet17: Like A Tale Whereof Thou Dwell I Love Thee||4/6/2016|
|343.||Preface To Departure||10/11/2016|
|346.||First Day To School||11/19/2013|
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 ...
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