Yearning Poem by Pijush Biswas

A beautiful girl on the terrace
Talkative, smiling, active
I saw; as if made my heart with her embrace.
Though desirous became I, but no bad motive.
But imagined I so far long
'Be patient, hearty' said my soul young.

Tried I lot, to make her mine
Some pretence-some coyness in her, I found.
All I overcame, not in vain;
Later! I thought: but must be bound
She, in my arms.Lets me tell
A peep through window, rang the mind's bell.

An aliquot part of her grimace
Became I, as if, like a bird amorous
Seemed! we were at the preface
Of love; glorified became my face
And the globe.I guessed:
She may be mine, and came in heart summer days.

Some days passed, and we were face to face
'I am in love with you' said I
And supposed I it the first phase
Of our love; and tears filled my eyes.
As, 'Be competent of me' cried she 'at first'.
The day seemed to be rainy at last.

Gloomy I became in my soul
Same as, Krishna became at Radha's absence
Yet I considered myself her lover sole
And thought I: must conquer her heart at her presence.
And again, came the chance to meet her
The chance I got in a lovely fair.

Shyness I noticed there in her eyes
As if, remembering the past.
Purchased she something, and highly praise
Of the song, there suddenly burst.
Came the autumnal beauty in her face
Once more led me to further craze.

She, on a wintry noon at street lonely
Except her, there only I'm
Tried I to show her me manly
And, expectedly her eyes on my eyes.
So difference between now and before, and to me
Came she; and I bent my body on knee.

Slowly slowly-the footsteps
As if she shuddering in the Sun's beam.
May be, she perceived the tastes
Of love; I dissolved in a fancy dream.
Came she nearer and nearer, and a bit flash
Of smile on her cheek; upon me the God's blessing.

'I love you' uttered she by her tender lips
At the moment, plants, around us
Followed us; raised me from dream deep.
And became we tied under the Sun, the boss.
Though early, got the Nature Spring touch
Same as I got her touch early!