Die In Marriage Poem by Pijush Biswas

Marriage is at so far distance woe
First people take birth in rich family
Unwilling to choice low-place, then allow;
If e'er they thron'd as king, be willy
To suck a sustenance of society,
The lightful days fix'd nights along
First, they dream of being under city -
When come some of desired support's throng
Nothing but people, better than beast, crave
Money, the soulful power of all time
Rather, remain in dome all have to save
For, staying, but in hidden place is good
Them; -so undertake all but in manners
If finished, all but to take a mood
Of being established, in life, but wars
Then, so a scrupulous decision made
Such, that, to bring, or fetch companion
Of time, which may o'er -whelmed the shade
Thus, they work until it complete so choice
But least, parents go apart before it
If any hurdle comes in hard ways' voice
Decide to take ways, surpass paper sheet;
Atlast, they bring themselves to decision -
'Tis better friends and pals to carry half
Unknowing to knowledge which may subdue
E'en the life to short, or hugely tie
Of both, from dwan to dusk, or mist to dew,
Then, come scoldings and bring to the death now;
Then take births all children to a high
People, bringing bottles of milk along
E'en, after when their duties come nigh
To finish; -all but long competition,
To others, yet so are their lives life -long,
So, e'er, if, got barrier to life
Flirt, as if, they die they were not so strong.




Place: Srirampur, Nadia