Biography of Susmita Dasgupta
In a confused stat of things that I was born, poems give me the tool to understand and explain myself to me. I wonder, and I wonder again at everything that goes on around us with or without touching us or shaking us to believe what is not. Tinted glass is part of living life, wearing it for a life time is a choice of individual. Disrupting the status quo could actually be the fight for existence.
Susmita Dasgupta Poems
I Am What I Am
I am what I am, I am Me. I am the Sun
It's been an endless journey It's been since the time I can remember The journey is to find my destination And to search for myself
Restless I am And that's what you have done to me Since the time I looked through your eyes And felt the weakness in my knees.
May Be Someday!
I begged, pleaded and cried Wrenched my heart, emptied my soul Put my fate in your hand. And you walked away.
Restless I am
And that's what you have done to me
Since the time I looked through your eyes
And felt the weakness in my knees.
There was a little touch of our fingers
when our hands brushed by
a wave in my heart
and a drop of a sigh.