Poetry Debut: Titas Sarangi, India

Titas Sarangi is a student of class XI in a Govt school at Jhargram, West Bengal. She is a bilingual writer, a passionate lover of animals. She has two unpublished novels in Bangla. She can be reached at: jaydeepsarangi@gmail.com


No Use

Loving nature, cheering paddy field
only darkness is the shield
to protect the charm?
Ouch! It must harm.
Her soft innocent feet
can’t bear. It’s all bleed.

The darkness, cruel thunder
urges her to get rid of hunger
over the rain, the undeserved flood.
The calm, cool, composed snake
drinks the  passion from her cheek.
The lightening, black cloud
disfigures her to scream loud.
The uncontrolled, loud cold breath
takes her into the depth.
The coming dawn can’t reduce
her pain. Now, she is for no use.

I’m Draupadi , the queen
I’m Razia, I win
Every battle... Me, Joan of Arc
Still I’ve the turned mark.

I’m Ganges, I’m the flow
I’m Durga, I never low
I’m the power, the will
I’m writer’s lucky quell.
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A Poem

Loving nature, cheering paddy field
only darkness is the shield
to protect the charm?
Ouch! It must harm.
Her soft innocent feet
can’t bear. It’s all bleed.

The darkness, cruel thunder
urges her to get rid of hunger
over the rain, the undeserved flood.
The calm, cool, composed snake
drinks the  passion from her cheek.
The lightening, black cloud
disfigures her to scream loud.
The uncontrolled, loud cold breath
takes her into the depth.
The coming dawn can’t reduce
her pain.
Now, she is for no use.

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