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Saturday, June 5, 2010

Miles to go before I sleep by Soumyadip Mukherjee

Whose waters these are I think I know.
His house is in the glaciers, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his waters fill up with snow.
My little legs must think it queer
To stop without a rest house near
Between the waters and the old rocks
The milder evening of the year.

He gives his aching muscles a shake
To ask if there's some mistake.
The only other sound that sweep
Of the easy wind & birds in their nest.

The waters are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

This was a wonderfull poem by Robert frost (Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening)which i editted to express the feeling when i took the photograph....the original poem is hyperlinked to the bracketed text above...


  1. vshon baje editing.. puro murder of Robert Frost

  2. jani..but kobita amar ghyam lage...and amar okhane darie ei kobita tai mathae aschilo....