Wish To Wander As Bees Poem by Pijush Biswas

By the Lethe, beneath the tree
The swarm of humming bees, as I stood
Went far away; and much it would be-
The soul of Zephyr,
As shining as my mood.
It could much remain fast
- The lecherous daybreak of June.
Uncountably it passed away, at last,
The mind's direful fire
Of beautified tune.
Wherein, I stood as stiffly,
More or pity it could bind me,
If I had have become lay
Or, remained in attire
Of thine everlasting glee, -
More I could fly
As the bees went away,
If fair chariot of oblivion, nearby
Had I done little care
At weakening of my day.




06/13/2015



[Published in his self-published book "Some Suitable Words" in January,2018]