Two separate world’s union
Pure love was the reason
You called me your drop
That floated high on top
...
Come and hold me tight
With no streak of light
to come close between two
sublime bodies of faith
...
I am not a treasure
whom you can buy
in falling measure
any time for your pleasure
...
Till your heart my long search ends
You turn into a hope that remains
Shoots of my desires started to settle
To find a corner in you to huddle
...
It was creepy dark
No place my life to park
Very gloomy and hard
My inside burnt
...
The day I chanced to see
A poem floating like a song
I knew for sure it shall be
You for whom I long…long
...
My life a canvas of failure
never get what I desire
Wings of my dreams they curb
...
This craving to remain connected
Is a sole bane of internet
Minds taking shelter in smart phone
Disclose that they are eternally lone
...
You are growing in me
Blinding me to the world
Spreading your memories
Blending me in colour
...
A wild fascination dragged me
to a picture and it’s profile
which I happened to see
in my friend’s friend list
...
In all my defeat you alone stood beside
My world of blunder seek in you a guide
When everyone headed for their own way
You opened a new window of ally each day
...
How can I control this pace?
My heart is always at race
You can never know the truth
Even if you stare at my face
...
Why do we fall?
At a corner of the road
That takes us to heed a call
We must not give up that's all
...
Many things I do in a day
Are far from my liking
Faces and grins I respond
Not are spontaneous as so.
...
This unpredictable game is Yours
Your omnipotent name is imprinted
on all sides of the dice
whichever way it turns or glides
...
Girls of all age covert to have a fair skin
So all creams, face wash and sunscreen
Claim high to offer a better result
If used regularly by young or adult
...
Reflection of anxiety bunch at every node
Mind gets blocked, no change, no mode
At right time if right things connect
It happens to bring forth the right effect
...
I am an enthusiast.... for everything in life that offers peace and tranquillity........a truly loving, passionate, creative and imaginative soul at its best when left alone! .....I love good company, mostly who can share my likes.... a good cook, a good teacher, a loyal friend and also a good wife......)
Save The Girl Child
Two separate world’s union
Pure love was the reason
You called me your drop
That floated high on top
A face unseen unrecognized then
Became the core of far mundane
When lasted long the play
All were expectant and gay
A guest—a new face
A design—a new race
Through the layers of blood and clay
on appearing in flesh one day
I could feel the jest of rain
Will see all wait slowly drain
Growing in shells in shine
Borrowing from you in line
You named me ‘light’ in delight
While closing your eyes at night
Glitter of joy gathered indoor
ninth month was drawing close
wait for a moment to know
you also joined the flow
A child—A girl
A voice—A show
Every corner's glow went dull
On knowing that I was a girl
Everybody’s dream for a flame
Why became a mother’s blame?
Those ragging waves of protest
Mother why didn't you detest?
Scale the pain, count the tears
Sin is to slay a soul before it rears
Altar of frozen progeny
Stood a figure for mutiny
Kill not show some mercy
I am life—I am beauty
This world could not see
My fear, my smile and me
My thoughts are not greater
It grows in small diameter
Save me – I am beauty
A prayer—a seed of maternity
I want to thrive—a light
I want to live—my right
Hi Soumita........you write very beautifully indeed. I enjoyed reading both A Canvas of Failure and Bye Aishu: the former for the sadness of relentless adversity and the latter for its poignancy. May i also request that you try to wade through my didactic poem, Verses on the *Universe. It describes the birth and death of our Universe and the trillions of years in- between. I tried to keep it poetic though it reaches the frontiers of contemporary scientific knowledge. Perhaps you might also glance through the humorous ones like Cossipore & the Migress, A Bus Ride in Kolkata etc, etc.. Thanks and let me know what you feel.
I fail...I strain the rail...to get a straight rain
i bleed black..no red of hope run in vein....so i pray for death to descend
When it blows hot and cold All you bought can't be sold Fumes rise and grief blow Still a smile must glow
Can go mute for length Can pray for strength When God becomes blind Here grief is never kind
Never lose your self for the one who doesn't deserve you.
Be assertive, Be calculative, Be authoritative and Be manipulative when you can't follow the first three.
To land among starts, shoot at moon...to have moon's company aim at galaxy.
Pray & pray they say...so I say I pray and you too follow the same ray.
Hope grows from faith, faith comes with belief, that belief in Almighty and yourself is the core of hope.
That which is yours will remain so; that which is foreign will certainly go.
Mind plays game and heart loves. One controls the other releases us from indecision.
People want you to excel BUT not more than they can scale.
Neutral thoughts are hard to form, we tend to sway negative after staying positive superficially.
Astrologer, numerologist, Tarot card readers and palmists make money when confusion, doubts and dilemma blur our vision and we grow insecure.
What is new today shall turn old tomorrow, yet we go on living our lives.
When in doubt, pause, rephrase, and then act.
Brave and Strong........ A teachers PEN should always be like that...... grrt Shakti rup naari, har yudh ki tayari.. moh, rag, dwesh ko katti ek kattari.... ghan ghor samar, kalam amar, kagaj ki ranbhoomi, dharm yudh, karam yukt, sacchai ki bayari..... shakti rup, nari rup, har yudh ki tayari