Diary Was Bought For A Purpose Poem by Asis Biswas

Diary was bought for a purpose
/Some flame to douse
/Doing something on your own
/Simply watch noon
/Simply feel how cold wind blows
/How temperature come near and glows
/you feel like he is dear.
white crane fly in distant openland
/Butterfly few you can see in my hand.
/Twin boys gossip beside me
/Kids play on the dust of the ground without fee
/Leaves dance -flag flies
/Yellow leaves fall down, simply who cry
/Invisible says, time is over
/Now you change your mood from glad to sober.

The rule it follows
/It does not satisfy all hollows
/It gives the base
/On which invisible grows different face
/Grown girls two on one cycle
/One paddles one sit at the back carrier tail.

Inside stomach charges create flow
/Flow of feelings, in the brain it go.