Prasenjit Roy

Prasenjit Roy Poems

The moon lies on a distant path away,
Casts bright lustre, in a celestial way...
She touches the heart of earth with gentle light,
Poet measures her beauty on a full-moon night.
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I don't like my works anymore-
My mind is not obeying the limits of four walls,
I want to wander through every lane of the world,
The unknown keeps me calling,
...

They rise like the break of dawn,
While others rest and gently yawn.
They don't need weekends, there's no festive cheer,
Their devotion to duty make them rare.
...

In the depths of truth, I search for you,
You are my pleasure, my treasure, my everything anew...
In your heart, I long for solace and peace,
It's your love that makes me pure and rich.
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Prasenjit Roy Biography

Prasenjit Roy hails from Tripura, a north-eastern state of India. He is the only son of Shri Pranesh Roy and Smt. Barnali Dey. He has done Honours in Chemistry and then pursued master degree in Sociology, Economics and English. He also completed B.Ed. He worked as Panchayat Officer under Govt of Tripura and then joined as Deputy Superintendent of Police under Tripura Government. He got married to Smt Barnali Dey in the year 2023. He mainly writes in Bengali. Till date his 05 books have been published- 1. Tobu Bhalobhashi (Bengali story) 2. Bichitro Bhavona(Bengali poetry collection) 3. Ke Tumi(Bengali Story) 4. Meghbalika(Bengali Poetry Collection) 5. Jahnavi(Bengali poetry Collection))

The Best Poem Of Prasenjit Roy

The Moon

The moon lies on a distant path away,
Casts bright lustre, in a celestial way...
She touches the heart of earth with gentle light,
Poet measures her beauty on a full-moon night.

Like a lover's gaze, it shines so bright,
A constant companion, in the dark of night...
It rises and falls, like love's own tide,
And takes our childhood to a fairy ride.

In its humble beams, we find our peace,
A reflection of dreams, our souls release...
The Moon, a mirror, to our deepest sighs,
A heavenly friend, that touches the skies.

Her soft whispers, a lullaby sweet,
Echoes through eternity, our hearts to greet...
A mystic glow, that transcends space and time,
That little fellow murmurs her in his school rhyme.

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