Sonnet 47: It Seems Season Blesses Men Easy Lives Poem by Pijush Biswas

It seems season blesses men easy lives
The unsunk river's sunk in endeavour
To live, to survive, of them -children, wives
Must hard to harder as they live for food
Downward the skies rain pour down it's favour
Through unsurpassed motion awakes mood
Like that ends in pursuits full in furrow
As fruitful as sweat buds rung in fragrant
Does it remain awake for tomorrow
And as long as songs of lives do torrent
Or easy downy flakes cover body;
If our rhymes can seek way ahead
And laugh until fire-warmth stops to afraid,
I'll sing on those who men much as gaudy.



Place: Srirampur,Nadia
15/10/2017