Soumili Karmakar

Soumili Karmakar Poems

Flowers all over the blue sky
Blooming in the fields of misty clouds
Painted by the hues of all you's and eyes full of stars.
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Meeting of the two, floating clouds filled with beautiful hues,
An inexpressible fear of bursting
What if someone said those three little words before I drew,
To the perennial world painted as skies in her favourite blues?
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The colour of the sunbathing hills are living through ages before,
The ride from boughs to the sky is completed by little Siberian wings in rows.
Their tails and feathers embracing the breezes of wintry days
India, they named home
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A refreshing winter evening,
With the sunset, on its crest.
The church with its evening prayers.
Relatively, the mass gathering.
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Our rejoicing season is glad to have arrived
Lilacs and water lilies are all around in time.
The autumn has begun
As it seems, but the sun behind the distant cloud hides his tears
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So here, our moon lights up in the night sky,
So here, our dreams arise in our beholding eyes,
And ears are willing to hear tales of our years,
Where we dreamt and lived and loved our dears.
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Today, when the dawn arrives
I hopefully can see through my life,
All that our winds have swept
All that our memories have kept
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The colour of the brightest blue in the sky
Is showing up radiance with the assistance of the sun
And I'm gazing at the merging of colours in our lives.
Though, this heart often affirms that, it is all black and gray
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Reading about the Oak trees, mountains, flowing essence of waterfalls, the scent of wet ferns, and the heart shaped leaves of Peepul.
Took my breath away.
And when I witnessed,
I was deeply inspired.
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Sands of time didn't perish when fingers squeezed a lime,
A glass full of water mingling with sprinkles to drink for a lifetime.
A marble fountain spreading its love,
Winds unlocking wings of my dove.
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Windows below the cloudy heaven,
Vows of lingering leaves,
Greetings hidden behind brown eyes and Lilies breathing to live .
They say, " trust in your heart".
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It was a day when the sun shone brighter than usual,
It was a day when brooks near valleys formed a sensation.
Echoing against the twittering of flying birds at dawn,
Who knew: who won and lost in loveless wars fighting among tolls?
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Toes being dipped in sweet-salty water,
The surf is modestly kissing all the waves,
Smoothness of jewellery ice is white beholding herself till spring,
Floating clouds silently tossing in happiness, where birds are circling in rings.
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It was a cool winter breeze,
Snows were falling down to freeze.
A gravely concern of mine, 'what to call, whom to call.'
Ended up with my heart
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Yesterday, I was walking through the alleys in Calcutta.
The journey from my home to college with its endless possibilities and challenges is like a cloud.
At times it floats upon a gentle bay,
Showering the hues of life and light of yesterday's and tomorrow's blooms
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The winter begins within a breath of beauty
Everything around seems to unfurl the sail of diversity.
A story of a season that echoes
To find you when you are low,
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The autumnal leaves are sprinkling the crystals of glittering rain
Oh, how anew it feels to breath in the welcoming air!
The little honeybees have completed their task
After the rain came, they slept beside their hearth.
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Blessed palms of Eve nurturing the Tree of Knowledge,
Adam by her side working for the same,
Once fell from heaven but two souls living as one,
Little sprinkling of droplets on a thirsty planet till welcoming dawns.
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Is it unusual to root for the oceans and stars?
Is it what you, too, wish. When you look above the roof, beholding the moonlight pouring his ardent potions in bonds that never meant to fall apart?
Dear reader, the long lost logs remembers delightful mornings,
she came downhill with the sun beams dancing at the top.
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Summer has arrived in the city,
Ants are waking up and butterflies are being adored by my pretty.
In the sunlight yellow tulips and sunflowers were blooming,
I felt beams of the rejoicing sun, where celestial galaxies were immensely amusing.
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The Best Poem Of Soumili Karmakar

Christmas Eve Of My Universe

Flowers all over the blue sky
Blooming in the fields of misty clouds
Painted by the hues of all you's and eyes full of stars.

The season of pristine golden leaves have arrived,
Smells of cocoas and snows of winter stood united to welcome the day of our holy Christ.

On the day of Christmas Eve, would you walk with me, if I tell you that is what my old heart strives?
Would you accept the break of dawn as my art?
Would you say, yes, if I ask for some more minutes, just to breathe with you along?

Flying away at the edge of smiling rainbows;
Playing flutes in winter mornings, since lifetimes before your heart seemed cold.

Destiny wrapped us in rays of shining eyes,
Even though not being caught by these words of mine.

This lady of mine:
Is not up for sweet words.
But who shall tell her:
Her eyes, the honeyed rising above the sun bathing tides above the whole world?

Trees rising their boughs to offer their bouquets of  fresh fruits
The sun stays and my beloved flowers are singing in chorus near the snow capped mountains by looking at her.

The leaves fall all over the blossoming paradise,
Just after recalling smiling memories of her by my side.

Does she thinks of me, when she treats herself a chocolate?
Does she remembers: the secrets and  lies which helped me to slide to see her smiling eyes,
Conquering my heart without knowing the ways?

The gold was heated
The diamonds were, too.

Why didn't anyone ask the flames to sweeten up, as the ripened strawberries were struggling through?

Why did the oil in the lantern spend his life?
Why were you holding the empty box, when the gift was waiting beside your side?

The Christmas is loved always;
The church bells and candles are cradled by praises.

You were near the window watching the stars
Lighting your galaxy counting on you as their beating heart.

And I saw you there,
A countenance so clear and true.
How could they leave?
When you were all their's standing tall, above the whole fair making them shine through.

I walk down the lane and saw flowers of paradise
Evenings were regarded as phases before nights
But you were mornings of sunlight
Shining gold,
And evenings full of winds
Crossing bridges and tunnels
Destined to shine with stars, when sleepless nights felt cold.

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