Ajit Das


Ajit Das Poems

121. New Birth 5/24/2016
122. Incarnation 6/2/2016
123. Weird Future! 6/14/2016
124. Simulation 6/27/2016
125. Parijat 7/1/2016
126. Family Bliss 7/5/2016
127. Retirement 7/10/2016
128. Deshnayak 7/12/2016
129. Human Spirit 7/24/2016
130. New Robe 8/11/2016
131. Donated Heart 8/19/2016
132. Square 9/2/2016
133. Ambulance 9/14/2016
134. Far Away 8/1/2016
135. Watchman 6/17/2016
136. Rain 6/20/2016
137. Protesting 11/15/2015
138. A Phone Call 12/27/2015
139. Karna: The Common Man 6/8/2016
140. Retribution 2/15/2016
141. The Eternal Glow 1/21/2016
142. River 12/14/2015
143. Void 12/3/2015
144. A Poet's Job 12/5/2015
145. Dreams 11/28/2015
146. A Tragi-Comedy 11/29/2015
147. Another Voyage 11/20/2015
148. Belief 11/21/2015
149. Mindscape 11/11/2015
150. Making Of A Poem 11/10/2015
151. To A Retired Bureaucrat 10/22/2015
152. In Your Name 10/29/2015
153. The Bond Of Pain 10/15/2015
154. Where Has Love Gone From My Progeny? 10/10/2015
155. Late Autumn 10/14/2015
156. Love 10/12/2015
157. Parting Away 10/11/2015
158. Prelude To Rain 10/11/2015
159. Faith 10/11/2015
160. The Cripple 11/3/2015

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  • Md. Anisur Rahman Md. Anisur Rahman (5/5/2016 1:47:00 AM)

    Hi,
    I liked your poems.You are a great poet.

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Best Poem of Ajit Das

Horizon

When the sky is azure blue,
the horizon draws a line
between heaven and earth.

On a misty day it gets blurred,
closing the distance, limiting
your vision: seen and unseen.

When clouds gather, erasing
the skyline, darkness descends,
enveloping the surroundings.

And, then, clouds disappear,
the dark lifts, mist clears,
the view is sunlit, unimpeded.

The curve of earth beckons.
You try to outstrip; it recedes,
alluring yet with new horizons.

Read the full of Horizon

Prelude To Rain

Daybreak: monsoon clouds thicken, sail across the sky,
darkening its blue expanse, blotting out the eastern glow.
Hushed silence; a sudden boom, and rain comes down,
pattering against the window pane; I throw it open.

A mild shower slowly turning into a steady downpour,
breeze laden with sodden smell of earth wafting in,
a freshness blowing away torments of summer days
conjure up pictures of rain sowing seeds of hope.

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