Dipankar Sadhukhan

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Dipankar Sadhukhan
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Dipankar Sadhukhan is a teacher (since 27th September,2008) of English at Badamtala High School (H.S.) , Budge Budge, Kolkata - 700137. Apart from being a teacher, he loves to write poems, novels, short stories and essays both in English and Bengali. His first two poetry books, 'Your Love, My Inspiration' and 'Love, Another Name of Divinity' were published in 2014 and are available all over the world. His third international poetry book, 'Beauty and Truth in Love' was published in January,2016.

Dipankar Sadhukhan was born and brought up in a middle class family in Nadia (a district of West Bengal) near Kolkata. His parents admitted him directly to Class Two in Natapuli ... more »

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  • Gary Liles Gary Liles (10/25/2016 7:00:00 AM)

    The diversity of Dipankar's innovative writing is always a joy to read, usually leaving food for thought. I am glad to call you my friend Dipankar. Very best wishes always. 😀😁😂

  • Seema Devi (10/17/2016 12:51:00 PM)

    All of your poems are excellent my dear poet Dipankar! Your poems, specially the love lyrics are so heart touching. You are really a very talented and a God gifted poet. I am sure the other poets must agree with me. You have a great future.

  • Lalitha Iyer (9/18/2016 8:54:00 PM)

    you are simply a greaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat poet........................................................................May be you are some Keats or Tennyson reborn.

  • Williams George Williams George (12/17/2014 8:32:00 PM)

    Great poem, my applause and my love

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Best Poem of Dipankar Sadhukhan

173. My Lost Dream

Like the red glow of sun
Just before twilight
My dream was lost
In the sky of emptiness
And my heart began to pulsate
Like the silent cry of sorrow.

My eyes wake day and night
And tears roll down
Silently and secretly.
My heart is helpless
Like an innocent convict
Chained in a lone cell.

Sometimes my nerves stop
To work and then I feel
As if I am between
Living and non-living thing
As a virus survives
Before attacking beings.

Not for a single day,
Not for a single month,
I've been waiting for a year
Expecting ...

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