Indranil Bhaduri

Indranil Bhaduri Poems

A breathing bud of life
Lived inside her womb,
Waiting to take a plunge
Into the beautiful crooked world,

As the sun shone bright
Over the intense deep blue ocean,
The small boat smoothly sailed,
Moving calmly over the mild waves,

Walking down the rough streets of life
I am truly all alone,
With hopes of new dreams turning true,
Olden days are long bygone.

I gazed towards the window
And found a caterpillar crawling,
With eager thoughts in my heart
I kept myself staring.

When you smile with a cheerful face
Touching my soul staying far far away,
I dream of you with a delightful mind
And live for you every night and day.

It was midnight hours as he laid,
Listening to the clock which just struck twelve,
Rolling over the dirty floor
With ever intense pain,

I was all alone
With the pale candle light burning by my side.
Disturbed thoughts and isolated mind
Eating up my soul.


There it was a deadly silence, grasping all around!
The insects rejoiced, slowly crawling, causing yet no sound.
Pitch darkness prevailed then, all across the land!
And there walked a human figure, a lit-up lamp in his hand.

It was midnight as I painted
The voluptuous figure of a long-haired woman,
Calmly lying on her death-bed with closed eyes,
Trying to remember her days of lost love,


Some expressions are made for you,
Some words speak to care,
Some lines are penned to view,
Some thoughts live to share.


Your eyes are still the same,
They speak to me in soft whispers,
As they used to do, long ago..
I can once again, view the dreams

Life gets annihilated, history rewrites,
War grasps nature with its caliginous veil
Human race cries in intense pain,
Green goes dry as icebergs melt,

You are like a tiny boat,
Sailing alone in the blue ocean
Seeking to hug your dream lover
Dipping yourself with intense emotion

The streets were deserted
With loneliness all around.
As the cute couple walked
Holding each other's hands.


Blow by blow my body crumbles slow,
As it struggles to reap some fresh crops
Life moves on and plays around with pain
With its cunning smile and shining dots of grief!


Once upon a time,
We walked with hand in hand
Over the grazing fields,
With grins and blushes

I search for true bliss
In this absolute silence and fragile hour of life.
I lose my soul within the strong dark grasp
Full of hatred and selfish emotions.

There she was, my life.
My living heart, my vivid soul!
Loved her, kissed her, missed her,
Each moment and every tomorrow.

Did you ever know?
After every sunset
My visions portrayed your shadow,
Like a blurred illusion on a cloudy day..

It was a gloomy afternoon.
The sky overcast with dark clouds..
Time passed by to make me realise,
Fate has been sealed in my own hands…

Indranil Bhaduri Biography

A person engaged into the day to day life of employment with an educational background in Commerce, and taking a keen interest in listening to music, reading and writing poems on scattered subjects.Most of the efforts are in simpler language with a flow and imagery.)

The Best Poem Of Indranil Bhaduri

End Of Existence

A breathing bud of life
Lived inside her womb,
Waiting to take a plunge
Into the beautiful crooked world,
In the broad shining daylight.
The closed eyes and the kicks
Made her turn crimson red,
As she blushed feeling shy,
Expressing her eternal glee,
With happy tears as she shed.
Time moved on
As the sharp social claws,
Pounced on the maiden,
And she screamed and cried,
To save the heartbeats inside
But all in vain!
The blood flowing on the floor
Announced the annihilation of existence,
As the budding seed and the lass
Were not there to smile anymore!

Copyright © 2012 Indranil Bhaduri

Indranil Bhaduri Comments

Rumi Roy 05 December 2012

Well, here is a poet who does write with great variety. The subjects, the intensity, the dark thoughts and the romance in the air keeps us engrossed. You will go higher and higher. Keep us enchanted for years and years to come.

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Ketan Hukare 23 September 2012


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Hemraj Koirala 26 October 2012

Poem is a beautiful mirror Image of life which are mirrored by the wave less lake of poet's inner self. The more you remain wave less the best poem you can write up. In that term Poet Indranil Bhaduri's inner self is totally free from waves. His poems are like the pieces of Rasagulla (Indian sweet) need not to read whole poem even small fragment is enough to refresh you.

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Bob Brown 27 October 2012

A poet slowly progressing to capture the minds and hearts of all readers, be it in free verse, be it in rhymes, be it something about love, be it sorrow, be it a social cause, be it words can go on... keep going ahead.

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Maria Manias 16 November 2012

Hi Indranil, There is a great intensity in your poems, which can't help but move the reader. Maria Manias

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Tapas Banerjee 31 December 2015

Excellent poems.. You are a great poet.

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excellent poems. you are great in explaining your feels. i invite you to read my poem

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Yash Shinde 16 March 2014

.......a beautiful poet who writes from his heart, and draws inspiration from every sphere of life, he revives light and ancient medieval themes through excellent of modern un-rhymed verse.....He has engrossed himself to poetry.....great- - - -Yash Shinde

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Rituparna Sen 09 September 2013

Simple words, great thoughts, intense feelings, negatives, positives, imagery, picturisation, free verse and rhyming as well, everything is present in your variety of poems and a very clear expression is unfolded in each piece. Marvellous.

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Roshni Patel 16 July 2013

Superb poems... Magnificent writing.

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