Repose would have come if the skirt granted shade,
It would have been grand feeling if cloud groaned.
If the lock of hairs visited sometimes on the rosy cheeks,
Gardens would have felt disgusted and the nets would have vexed.
If the carved arms while in yawning moved and quiverd,
Machetes would have kept on crying and prophets would have groaned.
If machete like eyebrows come to the rescue as confident companion,
Custodian would have been petitioner and highwayman would have been desponded.
If in illusion the oppressor passed sometime from the lane,
Glad tidings would have been alert and the cheerful would have been the very end.
Rabindranath Banerjee (Ranjan )