Biography of AVIJIT MONDAL
AVIJIT MONDAL Poems
Recreate In Grief
When the apparently elongated life Is shortened into some moments, a few hours, Sleep come not in my eyes. After little an hour night will fall;
Hate The Bad
God cast the bad Angels into the inferno of fire The emblem of Goodness did not let the Bad to touch Him For there would be no difference between Good and Bad From that very day He taught us the greatest hatred for Bad.
How Can You Mend A Broken Heart
Here eucalyptus stands straight Raising heads towards azure, And skin peeled off, patulous boughs, flavescent in homely gloaming. Here I can sit beside a brake and write,
She Telephoned And Cried
Here the weather is sunny No work today, I play on my phone gleeful way. There in my home it rains galore.
Whose Heart Is This
They say He controls your heart, somebody says the heart is your won, They say love, Nature all are the Figment of mind. The brag could not bring me peace,
What About You
Some people do not spend their time building castle in the air, Some people do not stay alone for a while in a pensive chair. What do they think about life? Is there not time left in rife?
Let The Baby Stay Alone
Let the baby stay alone For in womb it got presage of the bitter solitude of the world. It's just crossed the border of a dark world Did it tell you to clamour?
What Kind Of Men We Are?
It appears in your mind when midnight comes When without the humdrum of day Sit alone coldly in the night air Dewy night will make you cold to your heart
Once By The Shore Of Sea
A boat came, you rode on it Piecemeal weathered the far west Where fragmented crimson clouds are dissolving in the water The boat died out there
Recreate In Grief
When the apparently elongated life
Is shortened into some moments, a few hours,
Sleep come not in my eyes.
After little an hour night will fall;
Then profound quietus waits for me,
So, why sleep right now?
To waste little but precious pulses!
Lethargic state may appear,