2020 ~ ARCHITA PODDAR

2020

How long the fear of virus will last, we wonder,

What should we do next, we often ponder,

Many questions, yet have no answers,

We all praying, not to get cough, feverish disaster;

Quarantine, isolation, conforming with respect,

Preventing contagious disease’s threat,

Tragic demise, intercepting not to neglect,

Divine intervention may start to protect;

I wonder if it’s a sign from the above!

His Power’s way teaching peace and love!

God may forfend, spreading infection,

He may flash unstoppable illumination;

Perhaps for taking rebirth or renewal

Hibernation and darkness are a must

For the spring flowers to bloom,

They must endure a harsh winter,I trust

Before rising, Sun must set

Caterpillar’s journey ‘to beget’

Into a butterfly, without regret,

Isolation? It’s Not; but a journey within,

To become our better version, we begin

Counting our blessings, hedging a bet

With gratitude, grace, est we forget

Like pearls set upon Coronet!

JEALOUS

    JEALOUS

     ~ RAJDEEP DAS

She came like a gentle breeze,

In a thunderstorm rainy day.

She came to two guys,

Both fighting with life's pain and rage.

She came to two guys,

One troubled for the abundant love,

The Other getting chocked,

In the raging wave of pain.

She held one's hand,

Felt nothing but cold dead touch.

The other's hand too

Got cold as much.

She laughed, she cursed,

She tried to help survive a guy.

 other one though burned like,

A candle to show her the way.

~ by ANWESA CHOUDHURY

PERSONAL

I am gonna buy me a dog

Cause I know

That I'll need a friend. 

Cause I need someone to cuddle. 

For whom loving, 

Isn't a hurdle

For whom life

Is as windy as the breeze. 

I am gonna buy me a house, 

With warmth

And dog biscuits and toys all around. 

Cause I know 

her wants are simple

There will be no fights

For matters so trifle

Whose love

Will bring my nerves to ease

I am gonna buy me a leash

With tender touch

And a silver collar on lease

Cause her touch , 

Is my resurrection

I am caged

In her affection. 

From her love, 

Smitten as I am, 

I will never be released.

PERFECT

PERFECT

RAJDEEP DAS

I am far from perfect,
She said...
but her smile always made a
Perfect curve of harmony,
Like a calm lake in the mountains.


I am far from perfect
She said....
But her eyes were a graveyard of old dying stars.
Just like a lit night sky.

I am far from perfect
She said...
But her fragrance always
Lingered among our souls.

I never wanted you to be perfect
I said....
The chaos in you always
Comforts my soul.

Why?

They say be good,
And life would be good to you.
They say love others
and the people would
love you the same.
Then why I am sitting,
in my empty room, crying,
complaining you about my pain?

They say walk in the,
values of you,
Help others, care for people,
Care for the beauty of life.
My life would be beautiful too.
Then why I am sitting here,
in my empty room, crying,
Complaining you about my pain?

They say never harm others,
Never do wrong with them,
Never be foul,
I followed all your steps.
Then why i am sitting here,
With my tears burning my skin,
Slowly giving up on your
prescious given life?

They say I will get the best,
And all the happiness,
They say karma will come back,
as a fruit to me.
Then why I am lying
in the dirty floor, clutching my heart
and bleeding in pain?

Can't you see I am dying?
Can't you see my soul has succumbed?
Can't you see the crimson red blood
on the floor?

They say have a beautiful heart
and your life would flourish.
But can't you smell my rotten heart?
And you surely can't count,
The last few breathes that are,
Giving up on my life.

I WILL WRITE AGAIN

                                                    ~ RAJDEEP DAS

With the inks of pain,

I will write,

Will write, the friend, I have lost......

With the tears of emotions

I will write,

Will write about the paths that are gone.....

I will write,

The toils I have done,

And let you know

the love you have lost.

At the end again,

I will write to say,

I'll no longer be yours.

I CAN'T WRITE

                                  ~ RAJDEEP DAS

Sometimes I feel

the ink has dried up,

Sometimes I feel

All the words I had

Got lost to never be found

and the emotions too,

Have finally given up.

Sometimes I feel

the pen got lost,

Sometimes I feel

All the pain I had

Are finally leaving

And my tears too

have given up now.

Sometimes I feel

I can't write,

All my words I have

Are yet to find the light.

AN ART OF LIVING

She was a brave little child,

Who always smiled.

Twisting, juggling, dancing on a thin rope

She shouldn't fall, was my only hope.

She performed mind boggling stunts

With a huge audience in front.

Walking on the beats of music

Her mother hoping for no rick.

Watching her perform was a delight

The sun rays made her face bright.

After the performance, when she got praises, cheers and applaud

She was quite contented and awed.

In this way, she earns her livelihood

By performing as much as she could.

She actually possessed nothing

For her, the respect earned was everything.

Happiness is all, she was giving

in deeper sense she taught me an art of living.

© Harsha Navalkar

Ps - The poem is dedicated to the little girl in the picture.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

HARSHA NAVALKAR, a very talented young blogger from Mumbai (India) who is currently studying computer engineering. But she went beyond the materialistic bounds of technology and created beautiful expression of art and poetry. She is quite popular in various blogging communities. To check out her beautiful creations you can check her website http://harshanavalkar.blogspot.com/

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SUCHISMITA BASU ROY

I walk towards you tonight,
Tears roll down my eyes,
Walking on the land where none dies.
You are the Rapunzel's shinning knight.
Even in pain, I will never respite.
Even when the past stories bring tears to my eyes.
You are the one with whom my heart complies.
Please never be away from sight.
I cry and cry, and request to you,
Please stay with me holding this way.
You are the one I trust among the few,
You are the one with whom I can't part away,
Let us create memories fresh and new,
And let's stay this way, every night and every day.

YET TO MEET

YET TO MEET

I am yet to meet her,
The one entangling me with her hair,
The one binding me with her smile,
Her soul that is so pure and divine,
Yet to see someone who has that kind of chime.

I am yet to meet her,
And grasp her hands for eternity.
I want to be blessed by her warmth,
And a strong love that can drive me to insanity.

I am yet to meet her,
Yet to kneel down before her,
Promise a thousand stars to her
Flowers and love is what I can shower.
Until I wither and wrinkle,
Until I have lost every teeth,
Even when my cold body lies underneath the ground,
I wish to feel her warmth and heat.

Tears of a rose

TEARS OF A ROSE

SUCHISMITA BASU ROY

I was the pride of my garden
With my bright red colour.
I was picked up by gentlemen
To increase their honor.

Though I had thorns
And people got hurt while picking me
Yet i had mesmerizing beauty
And people were soothed to see me.

But soon mankind turned cunning
And declared war against each other.
None came to visit me.
Cause they had arms to gather.

Stop......
You filthy man
You wise fool.
Is this what your parents have taught you?
Is this what you have learned in your school?
I am now no more vivid.
I am all damaged now.
But along with me my friends also died.
Now all I can do now is put my head down.

Stranger

STRANGER

RAJDEEP DAS

A mere stranger I was to her
Whose shadow touched her at night....
A mere stranger she was to me
Whose soul gave my devils a fight....


A mere stranger I was to her
But why my tears won her trust?.....
A mere stranger she was to me
Then how her pains overcame my lust.......

We were strangers to each other.
Her tears and my pain had the bond like no other.
Then one fine bright day came,
From strangers we became strangers again.

ONE MORE DAY

                     Rajdeep Das                    

A day more I have to wait,

To walk through those roads with you again.

A day more I have to wait,

To hold your hands and touch them again.

A day more I have to wait,

To fight with you and to love you again.

A day more I have to wait,

To feel your eyes all over me again.

A day more you have to wait,

To have my pain in your life again.

A day more you have to wait,

To have my tears all over your face.

A day more you have to wait,

To walk through those roads with me again.