Gold Star - 5,003 Points (04.08.1994 / Balindar, Burdwan, West Bengal, India,712134)

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This is RAJAT GHOSH.He was born in a village named BALINDAR.It is in Burdwan, West Bengal, India.He has completed his Graduation in English(Honours) in 2015 from Burdwan Raj College affliated to The University of Burdwan.

" I started writing poetry in my mother tongue Bengali when I just started my English honours.One day, one of my respected teachers, SK NURUL HUDA asked me to write English poems.Through his inspiration and guidance I, for the first time, wrote my first English poem, " BLACK INK; ABOVE DEATH" .

I do believe that I am not a poet.I am one who has just started to express his feelings in words.For me, poetry is nothing but a painting of ... more »

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  • B.m. Biswas B.m. Biswas (5/15/2017 12:31:00 AM)

    Thanks Rajat for your gratitude to me giving me so respect acknowledging my words on you. But remember the quality of a great poet as man of feelings was within you and it is your credit to express your concerns of the world you live..... I am sure you will go to far.... Keep walking.

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Best Poem of RAJAT GHOSH

Black Ink, Above Death

Thunderstruck it was when I heard
The news of my friend's mother's death.
'That she is no more', said a ground guard
That guards their door with full fathom faith.
There was flood of eyedrops made air grief;
Oh no! there was no water but a heart's pang
When I knew how she died in brief
And made me argument against death, not sang.
Oh Death! you are indeed very cruel
Throwing all livings to thy dusty soil.
Yes, you are stronger taking us as gruel
None can escape from thy deathish coil.
But oh Death! I myself tremble to summoned hear
My black ink never ...

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