Sonnet 37: For Those Who Compare Life As Vicious Poem by Pijush Biswas

For those who compare life as vicious
Ten tons a family and two children
Seemed to be, hence, and huge relations loss
Rather I would say food's mere companion,
Reclining to be for all, thus, happen;
If 'er be you failed, not show onion,
Unto the turf of jungle which repeat
To bell, long, until wrong pursues yours'
Grave; much than you eternity doesn't cheat
For an ingenious plan that may roll
And you those who seem to save your powers
To walk, to drive, must be in pole to pole;
I'ld rather live in my verse and prose, know,
And all's that you gripped rather a show.





Written By-

Abbie Clare [P.B]
09/07/2017
Gazole,
W.B,
India,
[Night]