Seema Chowdhury


Seema Chowdhury Poems

321. Cup Of Happiness 4/5/2008
322. Meaningful Questions 4/5/2008
323. Days Just Ahead 4/5/2008
324. In The Hour Of Need 4/5/2008
325. Feeling Frustrated 4/5/2008
326. Great Things 4/5/2008
327. Words Of Support 4/5/2008
328. Quiet Atmosphere 4/6/2008
329. Good Wishes 4/6/2008
330. Seeds Of Happiness 4/14/2008
331. Better Days 4/14/2008
332. Accept Aid Of Joy 4/14/2008
333. Uncertain Steps 4/14/2008
334. Breathing Thoughts 4/14/2008
335. Know Yourself 4/14/2008
336. Things Are Looking Up 4/14/2008
337. My Wish List 4/14/2008
338. An Aimless Conclusion 4/14/2008
339. Till Dawn 4/14/2008
340. Middle Of Life's Story 4/14/2008
341. Life Happens 4/14/2008
342. Waiting Helplessly 4/14/2008
343. Permenantly Imprinted 4/14/2008
344. Endless Pain 4/14/2008
345. Unwanted In My World 4/14/2008
346. One From The Heart 4/14/2008
347. Life Time Of Happiness 4/14/2008
348. Troublesome Life 4/14/2008
349. Mist Of Fears 4/17/2008
350. Someone Cares 4/17/2008
351. A Way To Destiny 4/17/2008
352. Bucket Of Woes 4/20/2008
353. Power Is Unlimited 4/20/2008
354. Lost In The Shadow 4/20/2008
355. Where To Go? ? ? 4/20/2008
356. Quietness Ray 4/23/2008
357. Peace Of Mind 4/23/2008
358. Lasting Bond Of Friendship 4/23/2008
359. Maze Of Life 4/24/2008
360. To Heal The Pain 4/24/2008
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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