Aman Saa

Rookie (Assam, India)

Aman Saa Poems

1. Journey Or Stoppage 2/29/2012
2. Traveler And The Road 2/29/2012
3. Portrait Of A Stranger 4/19/2012
4. Traces Of Madness (Madman's Song) 5/13/2012
5. Seasons...(One) 5/25/2012
6. Connotation Drops 6/15/2012
7. Mounting Shores 7/8/2012
8. Defining Dots 7/8/2012
9. Unknown Walks 7/19/2012
10. Anonymous Song 9/12/2012
11. Unconscious 9/26/2012
12. Traces Of Madness (Madman's Song) 5/13/2012
13. He And She(Somewhere, Another Day) 5/9/2012
14. She And He- One Day, Somewhere...(Part-I) 5/9/2012
15. Some Silence, Some Words 2/18/2012
16. Birth Of Hope 7/17/2012
17. Exile 2/2/2013
18. Life's Gamble (Protagonist) 9/12/2012
19. Conspiracy 7/11/2013
20. Exile Essay 2/2/2013
21. Paused Prayers 11/6/2012
22. In The Silent Waves 5/17/2012
23. Your Old Diary 4/23/2012
24. Findings And Losings (Song From The Madman) 2/29/2012
25. Story Of Desire 2/29/2012
26. Little On Life 2/29/2012
27. Images And Shadow Of Love 2/29/2012
28. A Lady As Sandhya 12/1/2012
29. Homecoming Of A Wanderer (To Bhupen Hazarika) 2/29/2012
30. Walk Of A Stream (From The Mad Man's Song) 3/6/2012
31. Abstractions Of A Temple 7/11/2013
32. Girl Of The City 7/19/2012
33. Dreams 7/11/2013
34. August Lanes 9/12/2012
35. Story Of Love Untitled 2/19/2012
36. I 3/20/2012
37. Mad Man's Song 3/16/2012
Best Poem of Aman Saa

Mad Man's Song

Like a lost letter she stood for a while
to go the other side of the road..
near me who was lying in a corner of this side….
For moments, it seemed she was the same soul in whose palms seeking fulfillment I search in mine…
Though in her eyes she was carrying a desperation unlike the one I had
to walk into an exile of refuge from reason….
Yet with her hallowed paleness she seemed very close…
And as I came back from my contrasts….
she was no longer there..
she was walking away on the other side,
as she had crossed the road.
She was then just one among many ...

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Story Of Love Untitled

In summer he saw her
And on the first occasion of word
It was wool and winter..
In between those disappeared months
Each day he attended lessons on patience
And observed the occurrence of losing himself


When in his savings he felt enough

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