Still I'Ll Be Fine Poem by Pijush Biswas

If you don't believe me, dear
If you ever try to fall me into your clutch
Still, I'll escape your aim.

I'll wander the ancient past, ever widening-
I'll go through unveiled truth of it.
I'll seek my image into the broken mirror, that
Now, still, is in my heart.
I'll seek if I'm rising in truth, or dipping
Into the depth of lie.
Still, I'll escape your aim
Still, I'll be fine.

Dear, lets take breathe in free air
Lets open the doors of minds, again, to see
If there is some mistakes in our privacy;
If Sun shines bright, ever the Earth burns
Into ashes?
Dear, take me thus-
Let me rise again
Let me sing your song, again, with flute.

The world is too much, although somewhere it fails
To give us accompany;
The world although looks green, somewhere it falls
To be grey in some breaks of day to day life.

Dear, if you don't believe me,
Still I'll be gazing at your change
Still I'll seek myself into your deciduous good motive
Still, I'll escape your aim
Still, I'll be fine...






12-14-2014