Seema Chowdhury


Seema Chowdhury Poems

1401. Scattering Kindness 9/30/2010
1402. Shared Grief 9/30/2010
1403. Closed Door 9/30/2010
1404. Pits Of Depression 9/30/2010
1405. Deep Emotions 9/30/2010
1406. Drops Of Rain 9/30/2010
1407. Dull Hours 9/30/2010
1408. Everything That Is Wonderful 9/30/2010
1409. Act On Your Thoughts 9/30/2010
1410. Just Keep Silent 9/30/2010
1411. With Hope And Fear 9/28/2010
1412. Invisible Hands 9/29/2010
1413. Your Words 9/30/2010
1414. The Precious Little Time 9/30/2010
1415. The Words Of A Friend 9/30/2010
1416. The Turn Of Events 9/30/2010
1417. Test 9/30/2010
1418. True Source 9/30/2010
1419. Shadow Of God 9/30/2010
1420. Investment In Joy 9/30/2010
1421. Fair Share Of Happiness 9/30/2010
1422. Heal Your Pain 9/30/2010
1423. Troublesome Things 9/30/2010
1424. Joy For Miles 9/30/2010
1425. Sigh Of Silence 9/30/2010
1426. A Life Of Dreams 9/30/2010
1427. Real World 9/30/2010
1428. Lively Smile 9/30/2010
1429. Woods Of Memories 9/30/2010
1430. After Rain Shower 9/30/2010
1431. New Dawn 9/30/2010
1432. Memories Grand 9/30/2010
1433. Fragile Dreams 9/30/2010
1434. See Life As New 9/30/2010
1435. To The God's Road 9/30/2010
1436. Calm Forever 9/30/2010
1437. A Way To Cheer 9/30/2010
1438. Special Dreams 9/30/2010
1439. A Way To Win 9/30/2010
1440. Colorful Words 9/30/2010
Best Poem of Seema Chowdhury

Girls Are Like Roses....

God made this beautiful gift
Known as Girls my dear
Who should be dealt with
Lots of affection and care

For they are like roses
That bloom in our lives
To spread love's fragrance
On this earth where we survive

And with their delicate petals
They spread and attract
All happiness in this world
And that is a lovely fact

And they are like butterflies
With whom we love to play
And decorate our homes with
These fancy gifts I say

And I'm really grateful to God
For giving me His special gift
To color my life's lively leaves
And ...

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My Broken Hut

Like broken dream and broken heart
I don't know when and where to start
Telling the nostalgic stories of my past
Where alleys of pain and troubles are vast

I dwell in my hut in the muteness zone
Where my companions are sigh and mourn
That doesn't let me walk in peace and fain
Or let me enjoy any worldly gain

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