Amit Biswas

Rookie (6th January,1960. / West Bengal, India)

994: Prism Of Life - Poem by Amit Biswas

Love, marriage and love
Are faces of the same prism,
With one’s life at the base,
Prisms vary in sizes and shapes,
Some have more area, others faces!

A base can not share faces from two,
Faces have measure zero,
Several of them from different ones,
Do not add up to make a new prism,

To enjoy the spectrum of life,
Love must mean one man to the wife,
To create faces, that did not exist,
Ask a glass cutter for the mystic,

It’s not easy to change a prism keeping the base same,
Though there are such needs, whosoever you blame,
Do not be sloth, and handle with care,
Let the old prism too get a new base, if it dares.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 16, 2006

Poem Edited: Friday, April 20, 2007


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