Biography of Indranil Bit
I am born and brought up in my hometown, pursue my BTech in information technology and currently employed by Infosys Ltd and posted at Chennai. Writing is recently taken up and I am enjoying a lot after every piece of art. I have tried to bring in limelight, Odes and will continue persuading this form of writing in future also if I can get enough support from my readers. I am no great a swimmer in the sea of literature and so every criticism is welcomed as they will help me learn more and also will encourage me.
Indranil Bit Poems
Sonnet On A 'sanguinary Fist'
The basin of sand By a claw of drips; Such pungent its’ To crawl the dead.
Three To Thee
The light is creeping near; O my dear, is it to fear? You can't touch, nor can hear; But the feel will let you cheer.
A To Z For You
A for an APPLE Let B for BALL; C will CALL you My sweet little DOLL;
Ode On A Traveller
In a slanting glory, the yellow rays Streams in like an affectionate lass To give a hug and a warm kiss On the snowy cheeks of the rugged path
Ode On A Reminiscence
The day seemed perfectly moulded for me Not even an issue succeed to shaken me It appeared to me as if in a wonderland With no troubles to shoot back at me
A bird so small, that’s what I am; Name me puny, that’s all I have; My feeble wings are all in all; To encourage me at every fall.
The Green Haze
The tall green haze At the bend of the road; The road that wove Round the hillock court.
Ode On ‘ A Little You’
I remember the day you were born; The creeping shadows on the lawn. The vermillion glow on western snow; The snow of clouds on monsoon flow.
In the extreme of all you expect, In the midst of all you think, In the nooks of all you hope, In the flood of all you perceive,
Every night, it seems bright; In my bed, in drops shed; It allures me, seems upheld me; Dreams of mind, of every kind.
The earth is ready to wake; The dawn is ready to break; The black is ready to fade; The dew is ready to shed;
Hail To The Lord Of The Hour
Join your hands………Lift them up Join your feet ………Tap them down Join the woods ……Lit them up Join the hips……….Round it up.
A Desperate Sacrifice
My little lass Like a dream A small virgin Flies around me
Flowers all round that aromates me Lights all round that dazzles me Charps all round that wings me Hymns all round that upholds me
Ode On A Wreck!
Festoons in white of the heaven
Robes in blue of the king
Oars in gold of the majesty
Shapes in spline of the pisces
Adorns in grace of the empire
Splendors in pinnacle of the feminine
Wings in grace of the masculine
Decks in court of the royale
Banquet in dream of the fantasy