Deb Panda

Rookie - 441 Points (1992 / KEONJHAR, ODISHA, INDIA)

Comments about Deb Panda

  • Rookie - 441 Points Dr Library @ Debadarshi (8/3/2015 2:32:00 PM)

    To- All my friends.... and to the person, who has selflessly guided, led me through this journey of sketch, sclupture of words, .... Whose reminiscence is enough to land on the sphere of bliss, spirituality, whose words echo the undying sentinel of sagely legacy.... Whatever the time may turn with the tide, you ll always be vivid, the eternal Muse- etched in memory.....One day is too short to express my gratitude, how much i owe.... Happy friendship Day..... My lord, You know, the why....

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  • Rookie - 441 Points Dr Library @ Debadarshi (7/23/2015 3:36:00 PM)

    New poems can also be read by all poems tab (the link 'All poems of Deb Panda' underlined above the box) , then go to 'new poems ' tab flashing on the upper-middle right screen.

  • Rookie - 29 Points Kalyana Brata Sahoo (5/6/2015 10:36:00 AM)

    The sense of your thinking and emotions and the word like high from the highest shows the weight of the of luck for your upcoming poems.

  • Rookie Amir Mohammad Islami Chalandar (6/8/2014 6:59:00 AM)

    sounds really great. you are showing your emotions nice. you will have great future in poetry. i invite you to read my poems. as a friendly look.

  • Rookie - 122 Points Yash Shinde (4/28/2014 10:42:00 PM)

    A phenomenal poet with themes incorporating elements of nature-moon, rainbow, rainfall..........
    I am love with his style- Oh Muse! ! ! .............You can't just know how proficient he is at poetry, by looking at his roots....
    Even the European lads cannot compete his sagacity and maturity! I wish him best of luck for his future endeavors

Two Odes Not Married

Let not be taken, twice the plentitude merry;
Yet; little is, that worth not strove to loves worth
Fall to beating the bushy lane, amass worry-
Mess up, sullen hour and tears frozen, to path
To where, it started and passed, torments to bury!
Wonder! Not too stars of clatters heard-
In twilight-far, behind the hunger-lagged man
Into crank mine, equally to killing wizard
‘Cruel’ - sweep to their instinct- marry Life-

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