Sonnet 59: The World's Selfless Work Is To Divide Food Poem by Pijush Biswas

The world's selfless work is to divide food
Is such that some deny, some do agree
But better to agree than Gods be rude
Ye, there is single purpose, which divine
Men can seek peace, in heart, better to be
Rather, fraternity exist; Have been
Moreover, laughters and joys, 'lways exist
No harmful, shameful deeds with, only trip
To an island, where lasts, only but fist
Somewhere, where wander many in so joy
And, in someone's problem need to weep
So, in some premises spills no alloy
Indeed, in work place or home you may do
It, so that there exists only but hue.



Place: Srirampur, Nadia
Dec 3,2018