She Draws A Sign… Dusmanta Choudhury
None but she can, tremble her lips
If in deep distress,lies light in grips
All that's truth ,from birth to death
Sings her tongue, on earthly heath
Fall from her lips,in form of smile
Words of wisdom,beneath air vile
Has she a head, beyond her years
What a miracle ! for her not queers
Lives she a life of all that is pious
On earth for her,nothing is arduous
Duty laden her feet hopes no rest
Leads she a race that breath in best
Sings after eats, spoken not to her
Scripture is read,foes are not dear
How dear,how near,all are spectral
So loving,so living,beyond is subtle
Draws she a sign all in her eyes
One can find, where her love lies
It is not love,that turns its shade
Within her heart,& over her head
Copyright @Dusmanta Choudhury
If in deep distress,lies light in grips
All that's truth ,from birth to death
Sings her tongue, on earthly heath
Fall from her lips,in form of smile
Words of wisdom,beneath air vile
Has she a head, beyond her years
What a miracle ! for her not queers
Lives she a life of all that is pious
On earth for her,nothing is arduous
Duty laden her feet hopes no rest
Leads she a race that breath in best
Sings after eats, spoken not to her
Scripture is read,foes are not dear
How dear,how near,all are spectral
So loving,so living,beyond is subtle
Draws she a sign all in her eyes
One can find, where her love lies
It is not love,that turns its shade
Within her heart,& over her head
Copyright @Dusmanta Choudhury
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