Suvro Bhattacharya [SriSuvro] (23-12-1965 / KOLKATA)
Suvro Bhattacharya Poems
I've walked through many loves some; my friend's some; my own
Flashbacks Of The Scene.
It was not the midnight drill, Nor any dream necked in blue. People may cover their own defense, When night becomes true.
When We Dance Together.
During the monsoon, all my raindrops drag me Towards the fast lane of memories. Taking all the skies and the stretched blues. Feeling not like the dead warriors
Songs Of Poetry
Poetry is the wave drenching the sea-shore! Sea-gull hovering overhead! Poetry is lilack
When We Met!
We met in dark! The darkest chamber of our life! Even though
The Deep Secret
she was talking in undertone like the old hermits of the Buddhist Monastery
The Burnt Memoir
When the ni8 falls it falls on her bed The cover is there she gone instead!
In this world! Man! I need space; a little peace a little grace!
Who are you? She pushed me beyond doubt.... Who is she!
War And Error
Love and pride greed and need will see you and me taking opposite side!
The rain sunshine moonlight everyday's fight between you and me
Butterfly oh yes! she feels the pain agony the sorrow for yesterday today and tomorrow! she conceives all all the sin
Love And Sex
'LOVE THY SEX! SEX YOUR LOVE! WHERE IS THE CHOICE!
When She Came
After the breath after the violence after the peace
The rain sunshine
between you and me
Life goes unnoticed
between the schedule
ray of hopes delude
making us fool