Open The Pen Poem by Asis Biswas

Open The Pen



Open the pen, keep the cap beside, on the ground
From the pocket, there is a chance to loose
But from the ground, you are left with only one to choose
Sunday as usual a lonely day to freak out on booze.

Generally it used to be in earlier days
Then party means only saturday night
Drinking & talking -shouting & obviously listening music a bit
Good old boys who all came had gone
As the day go, new one come
Is it earth rotates around the sun?
Or the sun around the earth it runs?
It is always one remain fix
And others in front shows balancing rope tricks
Circus show is never stopped
It is always on.

Violence grips society
Two legged human being become mighty
Then fragment in segment
One keep beard, one clean shaven
It is heat that creates us all
But that no one understand, not clear at all.

Judging brain in time
In the morning, in the cloudy sunshine
I see winter come one step by step
And creates climax on every fold of it's lap.

Thursday, December 29, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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Asis Biswas

Asis Biswas

bagula, dt.nadia, west bengal
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