Sonnet 56: Marriage Is At So Far A Distance Poem by Pijush Biswas

Marriage is at so far a distance,
If e'er you disgrace it's royalty -
But an empty life's so called lens
Where through only but redemption dwell;
Yet, who're but in numberless city
Are so misted in fragrance but in swell
Pretty worthier than who come on late,
And I'm though fixed on some contemplation
Must be aloof, too far, to contemplate
Or wiser than anyone be looted
In some differences' petty motion
That e'er may leave me short and quoted,
So I better live in my so called name
Smaller than livin 'spectre, -better fame.





Place: Srirampur, Nadia