History, even if erased, leaves a trail
History, even if erased, leaves a trail – A beautiful & deep poem by Trishna Basak.
Category: Literature
stories, novels, biography, poetry, from-the-past
Library
The nature’s library is the safest and most vast among all. To get access to it, you need to read this poem.
Better Half
It was a night of heavy breathes; warm kisses and embracing. As long as the earth is moving and these two half souls reside, the urge of compiling into one will always be there.
Homage to 200 years of greatness
Vidyasagar – the sea of kindness. A noble man once said about Vidyasagar that if his knowledge, intelligence, dedication, ability to establish schools, widow remarriage tradition penchant for education, authorship skills- if all of these were kept aside, except his kindness, that kindness would be enough to make him an indelible legendary figure. This is not even slightly exaggerated.
Bænʃi – The wailing woman
Our life bestows upon us a rainfall of incidents – some make us, some break us and some of them leave us in the perplexity of reality. Alma’s mother couldn’t take the shock how a little boy died in his sleep. How can his heart just stop?
It broke her parents but not her.
Waiting
Now I’ve managed to find the time
When will you be able to find it too?
I’ve got the evening lamp all primed
When shall I light it up for you?
Miser
I was returning from begging along the village roads
You were driving by in your chariot of gold
Like some splendid dream at least so to me it seemed
What varied beauty your attire amazing
I thought in my mind this some great king
Oh, Lonely Friend
In wonder at monsoon cloud thunder play
With secret steps you made your way
Like the night, silently, you slipped away
Today dawn’s sky shuts its eye the sad breeze cries..
Golden Boat
Grumble rumble thundercloud, monsoon rain
Sitting by the riverbank all hope seems vain
Haystack back wheat cutting laid back
By the river bank out on the flood plain
Harvesting the wheat and down came the rain
A Colourful Radiant Smile
She got up and opened the desk which had remained untouched for a long time. She set up a canvas with colours, and holding a paint brush in her hand, she began to draw the masterpiece of her dreams, which she determined to exhibit in an art Gallery.