Soumik Kumar De |
My Dream
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Last night I had
A very sweet dream.
For what you buy
All is free
A crayon, a candy,
Or a cookie it may be.
So don't worry, don't worry
If you have no money
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Juggling
The little juggler
Came in our road
He has laughter
And a bag full of load
Threw he a ball
Ups and down
Rise they and fall
The sun and the moon.
Stretched he a rope
And a gesture did he make
Vanished everyone's hope
When the rope became a snake.
Came in our road
He has laughter
And a bag full of load
Ups and down
Rise they and fall
The sun and the moon.
And a gesture did he make
Vanished everyone's hope
When the rope became a snake.
Life's Glory
I like the rainbow
For it has no arrow
I like the joy
That knows no sorrow
I like the meadow
That has no shadow
I like the light
That is full of halo
I like the fruits mellow
Dipped in orange and yellow
Life is deep
Nothing so shallow.
For it has no arrow
I like the joy
That knows no sorrow
That has no shadow
I like the light
That is full of halo
Dipped in orange and yellow
Life is deep
Nothing so shallow.
Bio Note: Soumik Kumar De
A painter and an occasional guitarist Soumik Kumar De's poems are a fusion of images and melody. He has been widely published in many coveted national and international anthologies. Spending pastime in the lap of the Himalayan villages is what he always waits for.
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