Capt. Manas Kumar Das

Capt. Manas Kumar Das Poems

A Sketch.

My boss and colleagues speak
They are offered


Ambition to fly
But, not with the Birds' wings


Its surprise,
the sadness,

My mother -
Left me alone,
on the Earth, everyone's mother.
where is she? ?

While walking in life
You will find the lighted path
and the darkness,
In light, No problem

A disobedient
violent lion slept inside,
I told him to be there

Capt. Manas Kumar Das Biography

Capt. Manas Kumar Das, a free verse poet, is a Master Mariner from Odisha and has shown profound love for literature from a very young age. Short stories and poems, that reflect life, have been written by him even during his school years. His literary works are in English and Odia Languages. More than just a mariner, he has loved literature all his life. On his numerous voyages through the oceans of poetry, his heart steers the helm that takes him on numerous joy rides that he pens down at regular intervals His passion lies in writing about the sea, his past encounters, family, and land. His works are traced with feelings of loneliness and longing for his motherland and family, which takes the reader, especially us, the fellow mariners, on the ride of our life. A member of the Rotary Club, and a literature enthusiast, he loves traveling and holding discussions with like-minded authors and poets. His work includes two published collections of Odia Poems (JETEDINA PARUTHIBI & SAKALA AGARU) , and numerous poems published in Magazines and newspapers. Currently, his works are available for public view on the platform Poemhunter, which is a great platform for poets and their works. His life is complete with an adorable family and numerous books filled with spontaneous poems and one-liners. As someone told me a long time back, " Life is a joy, you just have to find it in you! " Do read the poems and revert with comments.)

The Best Poem Of Capt. Manas Kumar Das

A Sketch. capt. Manas Kumar Das

A Sketch.

My boss and colleagues speak
They are offered
Gift, Money, and many more
My Inner man smiles
with cry,
No sound!
completely full of tears.
I stand
Dressed as a boss-
In front of our bathroom mirror,
The man in the mirror
A pencil sketch
Drawn with a dry tear,
Looks like a beggar.


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