Biography of Saket Suman
Saket Suman is a New Delhi based journalist and the author of Little Tales Of Little Things (2011) . The Birthday Present, Play with Tagore, Never Again and The silent trees of Darj are among his popular short stories which have featured in noted literary magazines including, Fence,8th Day, Conjunctions, Stories and Readers raid among others.
Among his most read poems are, A little love song of little things, Reminiscences, Forgotten lores, A Dry Winter Evening, Sleepless night, A sweet sad sonnet and When you are gone. Several of his poems have been parts of poetry anthologies like, Inspired by Tagore, Five years since, Silver lining, Desperate hearts and Nostalgia.
He is associated with The Statesman and writes regularly on literature, human interest, travel, environment and concurrent issues.
Saket Suman's Works:
Little Tales of Little Things
Saket Suman Poems
A Sweet Sad Sonnet
My mornings smiled in the faint gleam of the moon, while we sat together and held our soon, the new water is cold but colder was my hand, and the passion of your palms probed them in the sand,
Tears Of A Teen
They say our life is happy â€" so full of fun, They call it advices when they point a gun, Dad says â€˜you only have to study â€" why canâ€™t youâ€™ Dear elders â€"wait a while, come and wear into my shoe!
When You Are Gone
I am broken without you my sister, You were my guide, you were my teacher. My life was in slumber, you taught me to stand, Each time I fell, you held my hand!
A Dry Winter Evening
This dry winter evening, has nothing yet something, the clouds all dead, the birds all fled,
Untitled Pieces Vi
Untitled pieces VI "Look son our neighbor has become a doctor, What's in a pen- give up the dream of a writer, A doctor earns in lakhs and crores,
Do Not Let Her Love Affect Your Love
His life is moving, he wants it to rest, His thoughts are open, his bare breast!
A Little Love Song
There is nothing to say no complaints no gratitude, Your aptitude is right but its hindering your attitude!
Ye Are The Light
As to the golden ladders of life you climb - travel down the memory lane, those memories of summer's heat, winter's chill and monsoon's rain, those years of mother's love and childhood innocence, they are over - they must end here hence!
Turmoil Of A Sleepless Night
The days are tiring I feel but the night will set me free, I fall on my bed unfold my legs and again you haunt me! It’s the end of the month I thought you would speak, But you didn’t, so my pen, your might I must seek!
Oh those days gone past my era of joy, “Come back – come back’’ I’m yelling now. Still today when the memories of those days flashback, a moment of
When You Think To Die
When you think to die, You should picture this great nation, In its glory glittering so high, Today trembling of idiocy isolation!
the parlour of my heart was empty, no wheels in my cart, sweet friends, you filled the gap~you filled the heart! lifeless was my life ~no rain no breeze, sweet friends, you painted it with memories!
Three hours of walk uphill from the town, The woods grew thicker and the world down, Heart panting – eyes floating in the wooden beaker, Oh! It was dark yet darker-deep yet deeper!
Oh Rains-Carry Me
The Joy of My Soul, the Love and ecstasy, The Smile and Laughter of my face, I am scared to wear them again, Living without you in this void in
the parlour of my heart was empty, no wheels in my cart,
sweet friends, you filled the gap~you filled the heart!
lifeless was my life ~no rain no breeze,
sweet friends, you painted it with memories!
you've struggled for words when my verses didnt rhyme,
you've given me an hour when you had no spare time!
when my life turns challenging and misfortunes seem to crush,
the memories come to light of the daes spent together by us!
days we have spent together~ together we spent the hour