Every Durga Puja Poem by Pijush Biswas

We were ten friends at all
Every Durga Puja we did call
Everyone, to join our feast
At pinnacle of joy ten days at least.
Not sadness nor homesickness
Did touch us, we floated on fuss;
And the eternal mother did gently press
Our heads always to bless us.

We did wear our new dresses
Every year, when Mother came
And happiness did overwhelm
Our neighbourhood more or less;
Ten days were quite easy to pass
And we did weep on being days spent
....One year, to wait, alas!
Again one year, late, to be under city-pent!





12-14-2014