If We Don't Loathe - Poem by Pijush Biswas

No, e'er no, with a sizzling eye
Nor it will subdue, as for fair
Loathe, into paltry humane
Rather an unsocial care
It shouts as not in balmy tree
Wherefore it pity dwells, or longs-
If an hour could be mine, or be
Unto ours', must it be in throngs.





01/05/2017

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