✍️ Biplob Kabiraz
Is love only a song of joy, or a silent language of tears?Where hearts burn in quiet sorrow, and life feels empty for years?Devdas never knew love's meaning, never understood its pain,He only wished for a moment of bliss, to hold Parvati once again.
From childhood, they walked together, by the river, beneath the trees,Love had blossomed gently between them, carried by the autumn breeze.In Parvati's eyes, he saw an ocean, deep, serene, and true,But he never knew their journey of love would end before it grew.
Society's chains, fate's cruel law, crushed the dreams they made,A father's command, the world's harsh rules, left love in sorrow's shade.Parvati was adorned in bridal red, stepping into a new life's door,And Devdas stood with empty hands, his heart bleeding forevermore.
He never turned to Parvati again, nor sang the songs of old,He ran towards the darkness instead, where only sorrow took hold.He sought peace in cups of poison, drowning memories in wine,But every sip brought back her face, her voice, her touch divine.
Each evening, he sat in silence, lost within the night,Staring deep into his glass, holding onto fading light.He knew this pain would never fade, love lost could never die,Yet he let himself drift away, beneath the sorrowed sky.
Days passed, and nights fell empty, his body grew weak and frail,But still, he never turned to her, only let his sorrow prevail.Then one day, with failing breath, he walked to her door,One last glimpse of his beloved—before life would be no more.
The door was shut, yet Parvati knew, she felt his aching call,Her dearest love stood at her gate, yet fate had built a wall.But destiny does not change, nor turn its path around,Devdas fell upon the earth, without a single sound.
Parvati rushed, she held her breath, waiting for his voice,But by then, he had left this world, never given a choice.Is this the end of love's great tale? Is this love's final cry?Devdas still lives in the wind, where broken hearts sigh.