by Biswadeep Ghosh Hazra Yeah I found my paradise, my place of eternal peace; My true identity and my true inner bliss… Of heaven and hell there is no place so enchanting, Full of magic…yeah I found my paradise; Yet I’m disturbed sometimes; lightning through my body I feel, It is as if I’m tied with a thousand electric eels; The pain seems to come from a million miles… My body is carried down through hallowed corridors… What are those? A hundred hands reach out for me, As if their god is being taken away? People standing here and there with…
Author: Biswadeep Ghosh Hazra
by Biswadeep Ghosh Hazra The world’s still beautiful, who told you it is not? Do you know what our world has got? It still has a few penguins, a fewer tigers, A little population of cheetahs and lions, But so what, our earth is still beautiful, With more than 6 billion people, to whom she is a mother, We fight over petty issues so much, We cause was, hatred, violence but so what? Nothing can daunt the beauty of earth, Beauty that has no definition; like right after The war, when soldiers die and lie on… Mother Nature’s bosom, they are…
“Desperate To Be With You” poem by Biswadeep Ghosh Hazra poignantly captures the heartache of separation and the intense longing for a loved one. Through expressive language and vivid imagery, the poem delves into the depths of love, yearning, and the unyielding hope of reunion. Desperate To Be With You It’s hard to illustrate; how you kept me in your wait…And I without any hate; standing there dripping wet,In the rain; I thought you were coming; at least my heart thought so…Never (ever) I thought in my dreams, that you would let me go,And that’s why I’m standing alone… Singing…
by Biswadeep Ghosh Hazra My mind is unclear, jammed with a million emotions; Of fear, love, lust, anger, death, pain and sadness… Emotions I resent them-yet they seem to overflow, and break the floodgate of my mind; Searching in the darkness, I crave for finding your lost body, Sacred as it will be… The feeling of pain my body bore in the process; But you did came (as emotions) in my dream, Are you there? I question, gently my hand reaching out to you… In the hope that you’ll place yours on mine- On the highroad of death, I feel like…
by Biswadeep Ghosh Hazra Don’t talk to me, unless you are dead; Can’t you remember? What the gravestone said? I will rise again, in a new form….. I am new man now, a new soul…….. I never knew in my heart I had a hole….. You stole my emotions, my fear; Am I myself or some other? It’s not clear, To me or to anybody, you stole away A part of me, in your mind lays a tragedy…… Of emotions and thoughts, so wild and vague, Don’t talk to me, unless you are dead…… Black is the color of thy…
The sun rays slip on the polished steel, symbolizing the beginning of a new day, On a day like this as if predetermined by fate, we met; We smiled; we cried and shared our feelings by the night… Now as by premonition, I knew you would leave me, ‘What did I lack?’ I asked myself, I could feel the air around me going black; I cried, yes I cried for the first time; my head ready to burst… Our love was so pure, why did it have to end? I knew I was dying inside from your thirst, Watching the…