Writing has been a hobby since childhood but that's where it remained until now when I realized that this is something that I really love. It gives me lot of satisfaction and in a way makes me feel complete. I like to write about anything under the sky that touches my life and my heart says it is something to write about. I am a learner on life's path and believe that each day and each moment has a hidden message and something new to be learnt.
'This is what my learning Teaches, ' the Aquarian said, 'To absorb life through the pores For the life around you is dead.' I find the above verse true to my thinking. Do not know how else to describe me. The purpose is anyway to be real me. Odd ... more »
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Bhawana Bhowmik Poems
Sitting on the bank of life Churning out words of wisdom Looking at the ocean of my soul Hence, the birth of a poem.
I Have Come To Love My Agony
I would hold on to you my dear agony, Cause This is my destiny. I will cling to you cause you are my reality. I will hide you deep,
Can I ever reach you?
Can I ever reach you? Life a way, unseen distance.
Let me be this way….
Let me live my life today, For tomorrow I cannot say. I may not know what I know today.
Life never ends..
Live you have to Die you may but life goes on come what may! ! End might come
You Surprise me why?
Life, you surprise me, why? . I let you pass buy And
Destined we are to reach our destiny Fear then why do u despair me. Dreams and wishes that surround me
Dreams by my bare eyes...
Was I awake or asleep when I dared to dream such courageous dreams? The difference doesn’t matter, or does it. For I know you are a part of my imagination and I am capable of Creating you.
Me Mine and I
Me, Mine and I The words I chose To brand things I thought I owned.
My Reality is, as it seems to me Illusion to you may be.
Poor who? The man on the road, Begging Collecting daily necessities. The man in Mercedes,
So much to say-So much to feel Words have to be chosen to reveal The heart of pain and suffering counseled.
Do I know..?
Looking for a space, Freedom of my own. In the eyes of destiny.
Free you are to explore the world.
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Sitting on the bank of life
Churning out words of wisdom
Looking at the ocean of my soul
Hence, the birth of a poem.
How deep is the ocean
I cannot say
How relevant the wisdom
I do not know
But the course of my life
Has engraved this wisdom, the Poem.