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Pranab K. Chakraborty
Pranab K. Chakraborty
(West Bengal)
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Pranab K. Chakraborty Poems
- Essence Of Silence Pranab k c 12/08/2011 Doors closed
- Religion: An Important Questio...
- Fire Burns By Hate Thousand times I told you I am a human ...
- The Child And Rain One day when a child tried to show me ...
- Poet Speaks I'm not committed to please you by my ...
- Hi, The Responsible Citizen Cry not Just laugh Laugh with...
- Just Smile And Forget a slice of sun-ray with the ...
Human Being who believes in Humanity. In regional language Bengali, writes by the name Pranab chakraborty. He also known as Apoet Bangla. Editor of a Bengali little magazine 'INTERACTION Bhasha-o-bhavnaar', published from Nabadwip, Nadia, West Bengal, India.
Four Books of poems.
One of Verse-drama.
Two Novels.
About twenty manuscripts of drama performed by the local groups but not published one yet. more »
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''Poetry serves to those who have been suffering for poetry.''
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Poetry and propaganda quiet different expression to penetrate human mind. Sometimes, when time needs, poet feel some direct say to share with other social members of human society. Poet simply take pa...
Pranab k c
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Common people generally don't like to read poem but they very much fond of fighting by the name of Heroes from story of the epics created by poet's. Even, common people think those characters are rea...
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''Ifs and buts are the basic components to form no-poetry and poetry demands those components which eternally undefined yet within the objects of the universe living and non-living...!''
Pranab k c 20/03/2016
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''Life and Light, the main stations poetry perhaps always wants to reach. It depends on poets efficiency to give poem a successful journey to reach its destination. Perhaps....''
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Essence Of Silence
Pranab k c
12/08/2011
Doors closed
windows pane stiff with silence
sound of near past in the whole background
roaring the wilds they became two the different genders
and a shadow of soft dear palm slowly catering
the dish of urgency of coming back again
no footsteps, no movement of rattling wind even
no probability of assuming the ecstatic appearance
embodiment of any longing or embarrassing embrace
of lamentable constipation of those sensuous past-moments
no the grave with dirty rust of dust and condemnable clarity
but a passion simply old ...
You are a writer that has come to stay. It's obvious where you started your literary journey but no one can foresee where you will end it. A poet of widely acclaimed and much cherished articles to his credit. Just like the greatest poets, I hope to hear your voice.
Its a nice pics of writing, its clear
Idyllic and a cogent one
the flow of your writing style as the olden rivers
that meet at the delta of heart! .....................deep the soul!
I was trying to comment on any one single poem, but found that I just enjoy your poems overall. They are from a very enlightening point of view and written nicely.