Biography of Jyo Jottypoet
Jyo Jottypoet is the pen name of a 20th century poet of Indian origin. He has written mostly in English (UK) but has also an enviable collection in Bengali and Hindi. Jyo also has a blog and posts his poems on facebook.Having written on a vast canvas of subjects, he joined poemhunter.com to share his poetry with the remarkable world of poets.
His poems on Nature, Love, Friendship, War, Women, Humour, Tragedy are very special and have a message for the reader and the society.
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Jyo Jottypoet Poems
'Thanks' - You Are 'Welcome'
"Thanks" the six letter word to play It's just as sweet as you say
The Bug.........! ! !
Oh! It's the new bug on my dress Some say it just has no address It comes and sits on me every morn And sticks to my flesh right at dawn!
In the rattling rain she whispers aloud Take me up and up to the rainy cloud I cannot bear to wait any more I am wet and dripping to the core
Joy And Sadness
There is method in every madness, And so is JOY in every sadness I was your Jyo at first write Some say it was like love at first sight
Poetess In Blue
Wow! in this aqua marine hue Thy grace and beauty, bond in blue This truly is thy traditional attire I guess That spells the charm in you O! Poetess
Poetess In Pink
Pristine and pure thy picture in pink Leaves me speechless with a blink A poet in me is enraptured How fine the lens has captured!
Allow Me To Be Born...And To Live.....
Allow me………to take a step Please allow me… To float a while in My mother's womb
Ice-So Hot! !
With belching fire, the Ice does melt, Shattering the coldest myths apart Foes do find, hearts robed in flesh and ‘felt’ Time for a hot day out of a cold start! !
The Knight Will Not Do It Tonight
Knighted hero craving to caress her just once, Unlocked lips craving for that fondest trance... The war ensues outside and within, as lips part.. Just once more, once more.. 'till death do us part..'
A Hug and a kiss just lulls the dame LaLuna captures it frame by frame Tucked in the trees is my Love meter What a sight even for the Creator!
Poetry - the mother of all emotion Some call it mere ‘words in motion’ When I write, I love thee- Oh Poetry! Thy branches deeper than the banyan tree
It all began as he stole a look at her curves Slowly he explored, Oh! Had he the nerves? Gathering his masculine powers, his sinews strain He rode and she moaned with sweet nothings in chain
Oomph & Ooze!
Pent up in thy prime blowing hot and cold Thou art the ultimate in satiation untold Sweet as nectar for a busy bee like me I dip into thee for that ecstatic spree.
Kindness Can Kill?
Look, she runs on the beaches, in and out of the waves Leaving imprints on sands, seeing them washed away Like the mare on trot, unmindful if she holds her sway There for her is the Earth, the Sea, and all the waves.
See You Soon
Oh! Such is the maze between See and Saw
Life around ‘seeing’ is just a Seesaw
I said to her “See you soon”
And she heard me say, “See you Swoon”
Snapping all ties, said she - “I’ll see you” and bolted
I thought she was inside, but she actually ‘bolted’
At last I looked at the Sea and found ‘her’
And, again the see-saw began yonder.