Now I Do Not Know Poem by Pijush Biswas

Now I do not know
In parting from your love
Would remain my vow
As sheer love is it above.
I see old ducks call
Beneath the quicker tree
Or, be awake against fall
Of leaves; or stay free
As far as they can be
Whereby we once made
Ourselves repeatedly to see
Them again, again parade.
O 'tis short a date-
As they were our mentor;
Though I've not mate
Whom I took to tour
Under those shrunk skies
Will something be pitier than these?
Now, I see all dies
In some refusal of breeze,
O blow, blow! see again
O see, see, all is awake
Wherefore should we pain
Ourselves, or heart to make
Against their marching,
Year and year which go by.
Lets take again wing
To fly each-other's nigh;
The old is gold by price
Should we care lethe?
Love is not but a dice
Or, a vital broad breathe
I love you till the night
Brings both, we, peace
In coming of day light
Until all filths bleach.



02/20/2016
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