Biography of Sanjib Das
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Sanjib Das's Works:
My Lost Love, My Childhood days
Sanjib Das Poems
The train stopped suddenly in a halt, Later I came to know it's a mechanical fault, I got down from the train with curiosity, My mind was full of gaity;
You Come In My Dream
You come in my dream as a lover, I want to be your true lover The stars are blooming in the skies, Still you are in my eyes
A Call At Midnight
I heard a call at midnight, Being frightened, I pressed my pillow tight. Again the voice called me by name, I considered the ghost or the same.
A Lament For Love
O Love! O Life! O Time! On whose last steps I climb, Shaking at what where I had stood before; When will return the glory of your prime?
My Gracious Lady
One day I came across a lady in on-line, Later, she has blocked my heart-line. For solve my problem, she has wholeheartedly attempted, For her kindness, I am tempted.
A Tributre To Michael Jackson
Michael! Michael! Michael, Now You are an angel. You gone for ever, Leaving billion and billion admirer.
Do You Love Me?
Once I asked: ' Do you love me? ' You repeated the same to me. There is no answer, Your silence proves I'm your lover.
The Poet In Thought
No! No! Oh! No - It's not my subject, I invoke muse in Mount Abora I create something in my own Exclusively own.
A Lady In Online
Everyday I open my computer, Only to see her. When, through message, I find her, Seems to me, she's still near.
My Inspiring Lady
You are in my dream, you become my poetic theme. What happens today, I am waiting for you all the day.
Never Search To Tell Thy Love
Never search to tell thy love, Love that never expressed can be; For the time does move Gradually, invisibly.
I Converse Myself
I walk the path In my mind some questions arise, None can realize Still the silent conversation going.
A Tribute To Jyoti Basu
Jyoti Babu! Jyoti Babu! Jyoti Babu, Through your political activities, you show your view. You are my ideal leader, I am your blind supporter.
A Final Emancipation
Your tortured and battered soul goes to Heaven for peace, You get the Heavenly bliss. You sit beside Jesus, You are full of gracious.
My Inspiring Lady
You are in my dream,
you become my poetic theme.
What happens today,
I am waiting for you all the day.
You are physically absent,
In my heart, you are present.
Will you be present tomorrow?