Forgery Poem by Pijush Biswas

How will you please me, while we intersect
Both, at different domains which pursue
Both the names until recognition, left? -
Entwining shadows must remain and sue;
Favour'd of boost who are dim, are but you
By your interval of complexity:
Such take my examples which sheen as new,
That misunderstanding vex amity
Indignity, theft and plundering, O;
Moreover toil of labours exchange names.
The sun rises, that, is an early true
Even 'tis East whereby it touches climes,
Not for only an hour; - Are you bitter?
O, nothingness, you need to keep it hide
For who deserve, not deserve, are matter
And you, churning treasury need to bid
Before the scent of forgery's open;
Who drink the mothers' and suck sustenance
Rolling how far they can be live and den
To engrave with their gloat onwards, and thence
Your cheatful onions who ate their brain
Must come to end, - for, an early morning
When you seem to be caged by so called
Laws, -a statue is rather ridicule
For an prestige, manner, or were wore wrath
By such you, once; who died to redeem life
And sought an invitation, and no path
Was as breadth as skies and were stabbed knife.





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02-13-2017