Dhiraj Das Poems
|1.||Walked With The Dead||4/4/2015|
|3.||An Ode To Jasmine Buds.||5/21/2017|
|6.||A Savvy Embark||5/23/2017|
|7.||My Thoughts Blind, Dumb And Deaf||5/23/2017|
Comments about Dhiraj Das
Self imposed freedom denied by nature,
Nothing is there unseen and free;
Fruits when ripe and become mature,
Bound them to drop from the tree.
Fames are the foam built by the shore,
And as the rainbow seldom we see;
The glow may suppress the eternal lore,
But not ever can radiate its glee.
No logic is there that fate can't crack,
No truths are the truths and not lies;
No means to walk by foot on the track,
If wings are there - then do fly.
Sighs are just breaths caused by strife,
And two paths are there for...