Sonnet 63: You Can't Say That I Had Not The Toil Poem by Pijush Biswas

You can't say that I had not the toil 'er
O my majesty, - I pour'd all those
My deeds, my hands, my heads, sheer,
But you laid to reign o'er me, yes
I know not, whereby it lapses the gross
And all my duty, unappreciated;
The true mirror of selfless work must live
Though you blamed severally, -I must
Try not to be blown by your rules like sheave
For, I better know how to protect it
I'll not leave my work, I'll not be like dust, -
Your royalty I must obey in sheet
Your true mind must seem me as the perfect
And till we utterly dead, intersect.





Place: Srirampur, Nadia
Date: 17 May,2019