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. Fading Beauty 7/19/2009
Best Poem of Priyanka Bhowmick

A Tree

A tree, so sole,
yet so familiar with all,
gives shade under its branches,
an intimate friend,
a shelter for all.

Butified by its leaves,
so green and serene,
everyone loves it,
the matured tree.

A time of season,
the tree not more alive,
it's dead and decayed,
its leaves already dried.
No one looks at it,
for it not give shelter anymore,
'It's a cursed tree! ! ', say all,
it's being hated, therefore.

Spring is here! !
now new leaves going to bloom again,
the tree shall smile again,
its friends will ...

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Pain That Kills Me

Unknown a trouble has grabbed my soul,
a trouble incapable I am to portray.
Neither the pain of love nor the tragedy of life,
hurting my mind in a ceaseless way.
Nature seems to be speechless,
her elements pointing their fingers at me.
Birds not reply, trees not give me their shade,
the river turns off her face from me.
People reacting at me in an unusual way,

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