FIREFLIES
Fireflies blink on mirror
Dusk rolls down the floor
Lizards puzzled on wall
See I the shadow unfurl
In solitude I live
Not my will
My life derailed long back
Day often looks black
Fate I believe not
It may sound to others hot.
NORWESTERS
Now is the time of big storm
As standard heat zooms high
We are in a climate we
Cannot defy
Land and sea locked in unity
Awaiting rude blast over homes
And forests
April is the cruelest month
In maxmal heat we display our wrath
We up our hands
Comes the huge blast
Huge storm fetches giant thrust
Our frail windows unhinge off
On rain-laden earth.
SEA-SIDE
Sun and moon
Goes out gloom
Earth and sky
Plays in soul joy
Sea and sand
Sea-gulls land
In midst of crowd
Ball rolls round
Dark drops lower
Fair is over.
Anushna Biswas is a Critic, poet and former Lecturer of Department of English at Tagore University Distance Education. She has written eight books of literary criticisms on fictions from different parts of the world and contributes to Lothlorien Poetry Journal, Fever of the Mind, OPA Poetry Journal and many other national and international online poetry Journals. Anushna has won awards for Poetry contests from different countries.
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