PADMINI DUTTA SHARMA
Padmini is a student of English Literature. After completing her Masters in English she pursued Journalism and Mass Communication from a reputed institute in USA.
She is a widely travelled person - her interphase with different cross sections of people from around the globe has enriched her versatility and style. She emotes from the heart and often asks questions to her readers. She ... more »
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PADMINI DUTTA SHARMA Poems
Pronounced 'NOT GUILTY'
He walked out of the cellar His eyes distant He looked tired, pale and thinner.
©Tea On Train
The train passed through the tunnels Filling my senses with void and emptiness As though darkness signaled the end It was like holding on to the past and fend
Love Me Again
You left me and went ahead Never bothered to look back You knew I couldn’t walk I limped without you.
Who did I love
It had been ages since we loved I thought we both had got used to such Days were ordinary with no thrust We ate and drank, went to the theaters Parties and clubs
©Dark secrets Maya regrets today the day she told a lie First white lie to her mother like a sly
©My Intimate Pink
Pink is the color of abundance Pink is the color of sustenance Pink denotes tenderness Like a new born babes innocence.
©Autistic womanhood Why should a woman be treated Like an object of passion & feasted?
Fate in Disguise
One thing about life we must all agree Nothing here comes for free You toil as hard as you possibly can It takes years to be a true human!
The moon peeped from the window I clearly saw your shadow I went near the door disarmed….
Children Of God
Children must play, children must fly It's not for them to toil and cry,
Meteoric Rise From The Ashes
We must not ponder on our past It is foolish to cry alone and fast Life has a way of testing our stride We must fill ourselves with a lot of pride
I Still Have Your Letters
I still have those letters That set me out of my fetters Pages have gone yellow The ink a little mellow
When I was down and taking the hits You joined my broken pieces bit by bits Your warmth and smile have always lingered Like fresh jasmines on my green courtyard…
As I crossed the crowded street today I thought maybe you would come my way
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Pronounced 'NOT GUILTY'
He walked out of the cellar
His eyes distant
He looked tired, pale and thinner.
There had been solicitations, fear and hope
Misgivings, doubt and apprehensions
The dark solitary cell had eaten up his soul
Yet they did not relent; they survived.
The judge pronounced “not guilty”
After much ado
He couldn’t face the victim eye to eye
He felt demeaned and his heart did cry.
He headed straight towards that woman
Who stood in a corner in faded attire
Her face beaming, lighted...
Marks of misery etched all over