In This Silent Day Poem by BIBHAKAR DUTTA

I see the face after a long day,
A longbeard man with a long curled hair,
I see him in a staid state
Looking at something very deeply.
Very thoughtful, simply poetic,
Here's a poetic mind...and it's fair.
I saw few samples of tune
defining the fate of a wanderer's way
with his skilled hand without any craze.
By all means, these all impressions
Are undoubtedly clear
That he is a scholar.
A scholar, though pertaining an undesired name,
But the pains in love, emptiness of heart
He can easily tame
With his modest unselfish look
And with those beautiful melodious lines
Holding in his brilliant book;
Here stillness wants something to say.
May he be a scholar who can skillfully portray
The lines to define the traveller's fate
Standing still in this silent day.