Biography of Litan Dey
One who starts his life with nothing in a bank account, with an empty family purse, with starving days and with a bony (Meagre) family, has enough to contribute to the welfare of the universe.
My name is LITAN DEY and I born with a reassuring scream for my family in July 15th,1989. I grew up in Udaipur, the lake city of Tripura, India and started school there. I had finished my college with a degree in hand “Civil Engineer” in 2012. My masters’ degree in “Water Resource Engineering” has ended well in 2014 with a huge inspiration for the doctoral degree in “River Mechanics or River Engineering”.
I currently am working in an engineering college as a lecturer. I love teaching in a friendly and happy environment.
As I believe, Poetry is the farthest vision, highest waves in the profound, Orphean tune of the wind, Undaunted race of ink…Pen has tears over which it flows; Men have love, intuition, grief, and greed, what the pen marks on both sides of its flow-path. I got my first award for short story writing competition, one hour time with an uncertain topic, in my undergraduate School. I never write a short story before and after that completion. A few poems of mine have recited in several school and college functions during my student life.
Poetry is in my blood and it pokes me continually when I am sad or alone. I do not write poems more often rather gathering enough evidence, from the surrounding world, for writing. My most poems are in my mother tongue, Bengali. I love watching movies, singing, listening music, especially soft music, travelling, playing tricky games, etc. I got easily addicted to anything that I like.
Litan Dey Poems
I Can'T Show My Feelings!
I can't show you my love Can't tell you how much I think about you. Can you visit my mind,
Indian Railway Station
People can live this way! No time table, food crown... Not sure about the next breath Hardly they have waste food
Who Do You Want?
You are not sweet Perpetually not fair At time you can’t bright.Always You were wrong
I have lost myself Nobody ask me... 'Eat to your's heart will' A plate of food i have not seen
Sense Impression Of Money
It's not poison! We need it We can store or eat let's add extra...Normalize your heartbeat We are nothing to 'HIM', It's proven benefit
Slowly they have grown up Rest on the sides Small trees try to hug it Sunlight draws pictures on the wall
Shadow Of Poverty
Give back my hope Awaiting for father at night with Her Fly high with poverty Searching for live. Immature rare dreams
Willing To Be
I can see my day after present Not a good man A rich among you But a singer.Roaming your village
The Star Hide By Clouds
The hushed crowd Helpless road And the street family Can you see what I'm seeing?
Aiming To Death
Can you realize the pain? A very young girl try to kill herself All time her body back with the soul She beat her at the last level
Roguery Profligate Money replaces money Hot game! Skin and we
I Sat In The Shade Of The Tree
I'm not a poet, Nor like a writer Me; A daily labor I sat in the shade of the tree
When Success Fails!
I received all the pain, My heart gets filled, Bloods, steps and smile Can't feel their presence,
Efficiency Of Revolution
Theory of revolution fails It's not same for women's life We are always kept women Continuing for a long time
I can like you
like other boys
i can deceive my home
fight with other
waiting and waiting
cause i like you.
I'm too modern