Bengali author and poem writer. He lives at Nabadwip, India. He is not a popular author. But he is an author of them who have wounded big hearts and high thinking brains.
Founder: 1. Nabadwip Sahitya Samaj
2. Sara Bangla Little Magazine Editors and Writers Forum.
3. Shikshak Sudarson Goswami Smriti Sangsad.
4. Saraswat Bromho Sreeguru Mission. more »
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SANDIP GOSWAMI Poems
I loved my grand parents They passed away without my knowledge... I loved my parents
I am a citizen of that country Today is her birthday Surrounded by barbed wire, Waiting for the command of firearms
Circle of Life (Diamante poem)
Love beautiful, powerful loving, caring, encouraging lovers, wishers, whisperers, supporters
About INDIA Americans say that India is the largest democratic country.
পাষাণ - সন্দীপ গোস্বামী রক্ত পাষাণ চর্বি পাষাণ বরফ পাষাণ
A man lives without literature And an another man wears no garments Both are naked in the world.
Women's Day Everyday is Women's day in our life Except 8 March...
Science and Religion
My soul is Hindu... My head is Islam... My heart is Christian... Every part of our body has various righteousness.
Spaceship! You know that spaceship is related with Alien, Moon, Planet, Star, Stun Gun
Kashmir is the innocent beauty of nature It lifted me above all mire dark and dense. Kashmir is the divine smile
Mother Teresa and I
Mother Teresa She is the mother of every poor people, injured people, ordinary people... Always we remember the great news
Alone I am alone... You are alone...
একটি প্রেম কাহিনী
একটি প্রেম কাহিনী - সন্দীপ গোস্বামী মেয়েটি উচ্চ-মধ্যবিত্ত পরিবারের আধুনিকা বিদুষী
Who Is The Poet
Poet is a different personality in the universe, Whose voices come from soul Not lip, throat, heart, brain....
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I loved my grand parents
They passed away without my knowledge...
I loved my parents
They left me without my opinion...
I loved my life-partner
Life-partner intended to injure my life without any hesitation...
I loved my friends
They wanted everything in my life
Except my pains
I left them...
Then I love my poem
Who is an image of divine love!
Still she loves me without any demand
And her divine love will be continued more after my death
She promised me!