Buddhadeb Baroi

Rookie (04/10/1993 / Eklakhi, Malda, W.B, India)

Winter Of My Soul - Poem by Buddhadeb Baroi

Mother, in my infant
I was in your Elysium
In your hand me you elevated
Kissed me in face, cheek and lips
As you wished fondly
You sprinkled my sense of soul
Where of i get now coal of soul
Fed you modicum to feed me fully
Nothing like Maa in the wholly..

After falling in plague earth
I have possessed ruthless pleasure from your lap
When i awry my Heaven from
I have to intermix with horrid moan.

Moon now became fade
Like your loosely eyes
This moon smiled at me
At once in my infancy
This tottered moon indicates me azure Heaven of your soul.

I wish to revert in your lap
Where of i got the pleasure of Heaven!

by Buddhadeb 20/08/12

Poet's Notes about The Poem

This dwells with fondness of mother.

Comments about Winter Of My Soul by Buddhadeb Baroi

  • (6/15/2017 3:01:00 PM)

    spring will soon come...if u continue ur writing... (Report) Reply

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  • Allemagne Roßmann (9/9/2012 11:34:00 AM)

    Superb and sensational write here (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 29, 2012

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