Priyanka Bhowmick

Rookie - 41 Points (24-01-1984 / Assam, India)

Priyanka Bhowmick Poems

1. To The Breeze.... 5/14/2009
2. Pain That Kills Me 5/21/2009
3. To My Almighty 5/24/2009
4. Place To Hold My Head High... 5/24/2009
5. Shadow 3/20/2010
6. Dark Verse 5/8/2010
7. Sam And Jane 8/7/2010
8. To A Bug 8/7/2010
9. 63 Years Of Independence 8/15/2010
10. Crippled Without You 8/25/2010
11. Krishna's Flute 9/3/2010
12. Words Of An Empty Sheet 9/9/2010
13. From An Old Chair 9/9/2010
14. Ode To A Book 9/9/2010
15. Cop In Flames 9/9/2010
16. Under The Rain 9/9/2010
17. Illusions Of You 9/9/2010
18. She 9/9/2010
19. I Have Seen... 6/8/2013
20. Cacophonous Eves 1/28/2015
21. Forgotten 1/29/2015
22. The Two Sides Of A Coin 8/19/2016
23. The Gust Of The Autumn Wind 8/25/2010
24. Hate Me O Angels! 8/25/2010
25. Still You Do Not Come 9/9/2010
26. Expecting Love 3/16/2011
27. Ode To Luminosity 8/25/2010
28. Ray Of Hope 9/15/2009
29. The Old Man Sitting 5/19/2009
30. Time Before I Leave For The Sky... 5/27/2009
31. I Am Not A Poet 5/23/2009
32. Let It Go On, Let It Move On... 9/1/2009
33. The Lighthouse 6/20/2009
34. I Remember... 11/9/2009
35. Expressions Of The Sky 5/22/2009
36. Broken Path 8/23/2009
37. Here I Am 8/11/2009
38. A Dream Terrified 5/22/2009
39. ... In The Silent Wind 8/25/2010
40. A Day Full Of Anxiety... 5/23/2009

Comments about Priyanka Bhowmick

  • Catrina Heart (7/11/2009 7:30:00 AM)

    A Blade Framed At Birth

    Carouse - Cocaine metaphors
    Addictive to its sparkling magnetism
    Its crystalline simile plays like trumpet
    Resonates the alluring witty phrases
    Mastering euphoric blade – framed

    Dawn - A true poetess page

    A person who has a passion on her craft. A true talent that soars high, a true poet who can write a poem in an instant, in a single snap of the mind....It runs through the veins and blooms in her page!

    Love Lots,
    Catrina Heart

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  • *~*happily desturbed*~* ? (6/25/2009 12:54:00 AM)

    in my poem 'broken promises', it was my best chick friend who made me choose between her and my boyfriend...

  • Ravindra Nadiya (5/29/2009 9:13:00 AM)

    really good poem about which your title says.....

Best Poem of Priyanka Bhowmick

Fading Beauty

she's the core love of a poet,
beautiful, serene, she...
but no more her beauty remains,
for she's being murdered..
murdered by her children..
the ones who used to play..
play in her lap.. play with her..
they've grown up to be her murderer..
she wants to survive... but she can't.
for she's powerless..
She got an eternal place in each heart..
everyone loves her.. gazes at her charming beauty..
but she's been killed..
she's not a mother, neither a sister,
nor a lover...
but she's an utopia of every mind..
she's our Mother Nature.

Read the full of Fading Beauty

The Old Man Sitting

Passing everyday through the plains,
I see a old man sitting,
Over the bench he sits,
with a stick in his hand and a ball on the other.
Know not what he thinks,
may be of some tragedy or may be some good memories.
A moment he sings, a moment he cries.
A moment he laughs thinking something nice.
And what's that ball for?

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