Seema Chowdhury


Seema Chowdhury Poems

241. Unquenchable Zest For Living 2/25/2008
242. Blessing In Disguise 2/25/2008
243. Life's Mysterious Way 2/25/2008
244. What You Want 2/25/2008
245. Wall Of Troubles 3/4/2008
246. God Is Our Own 3/4/2008
247. My Stay In Utopia 3/4/2008
248. Your Share Of Load 3/4/2008
249. A Simple Question 3/4/2008
250. Quiet Loneliness 3/4/2008
251. A Symbol Of Happiness 3/4/2008
252. My Trip To The Dreamland 3/4/2008
253. Hopeful Prayers 3/4/2008
254. Worthwhile Rules 2/24/2008
255. Candle Of Wishes 3/5/2008
256. The Valley Of Depression 3/5/2008
257. Quiet Thoughts 3/8/2008
258. An Unexpected Turn 3/8/2008
259. Troublesome Path 3/8/2008
260. Burdened Prayers 3/8/2008
261. The Vision Of Hope 3/8/2008
262. Bright Morn Of Joy 3/8/2008
263. Conspiracy Of Silence 3/8/2008
264. The Bridge Of Sigh 3/5/2008
265. Bliss Of Wishes 3/5/2008
266. The High Light Of Life 3/8/2008
267. Get On With Life 3/10/2008
268. Highlight Of Life's Trip 3/10/2008
269. Lost World 3/10/2008
270. A Silent Pattern 3/10/2008
271. Unlimited Horizon 3/10/2008
272. With Love For Sarah 3/10/2008
273. Few More Words 3/10/2008
274. The Gate Of Prayers 3/9/2008
275. In Life's Pace 3/10/2008
276. Look At With Zest 3/10/2008
277. The Harsh Bump 3/10/2008
278. Silent Pain 3/11/2008
279. In Pain's Prison 3/11/2008
280. Troubled Thoughts 3/11/2008
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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