LOVING SOULS

Shivering in the cold fire,
That was emanating from those revolting faces,
That stood opposing us,
Standing with open knives and closed hearts,
Standing like a wall between two anxious monuments of LOVE,
We wait for a blessing shower,
That will drown those cruel forces
In the SEA OF LOVE !!!!!!

TIME PASS

I am laughing, I am smiling,
I am enjoying the time,
I am eyeing out imagination,
And I am trying to write a rhyme,
With eyes open and ears closed,
I feel a tinkling tone,
Passing my time in a useful way,
I'm sitting and thinking alone.


About the trees, about the sky,
I am thinking about the Nature,
The society, Religions and the mass -----
But, actually I'm not thinking
Anything of substance at all.
And this is what I call a perfect Timepass.

LET THE WAR BEGIN

Pounding in my heart
A talking blend of a yard,
Shrieks to tell me at night,
That I was right
In my notion,
To think
That this is the time,
The time to dive,
The time to strive
And the time to win something of glory
That will not come easy;
So,
LET THE WAR BEGIN!!!!!!!!

The poem "LET THE WAR BEGIN" was written before the higher secondary examinations.
I remember that i wrote it in my maths tuition class. The first praise for this poem was received from a friend, Debasreeta Chakraborty.

Greater Love

The first time, my friend,
See the blue skies,
See the horizon at the end,
My friend, see the truth
Staring at us wide eyed,
Waiting for us to know
It's right there on our side.

I've lost once again in the LOVE-ly war,
Even if I know that my Love for her was pure!!!
I have loved her like,
No else could have achieved.
She's just gonna be 'ONLY' mine,
This is what I've always believed!

And now, like those spongy clouds up away,
The future of my love is hazy.
But, I can say just one thing,
That her love's driven me CRAZY !!!

So, my friend,
Love her as much as you can,
Just don't forget,
That there is someone
Who can Love your LOVE
Much, much, much, much, much, much, much, much,
More than

YOU CAN.

The Average Boy

An average boy
In a deep, deep thought,
Just taking love out of
His eyes----------- his heart------------ his mind;
Just dropping it in his tears,
Leading an average life.

Slow, that average boy was,
To realize that he was not up to it,
Kind, that average boy was,
To give the love he was sure no one could beat;
So he dropped his love,
So he lost his love
In the way,
Leading an average life.

He was average though
He was a great, great thinker,
And this was his one aspect
That made him divert from his "Average"-ness.
He used to search his mind,
His heart, his brain,
And never thinking of any gain,
He just let his thoughts loose,
So that he lingered and lingered
In worlds unknown,
Living in strange desires,
Full of love, peace and hopes,
Thus, living a "not-so" average life.

Happy New Year

Forget all past days
That marked the misery in life,
Forget all tears
Dropping from eyes,
Forget all failures,
All depressions,
All bitterness this past year had forced
In your life.

Keeping the songs of victory
In your mind,
Saving those moments you cherished
In this past year,
Moments that marked
The beginning of a saga
Of determined fightback and victory,
Of outbursts of joy among heaps of sadness,
Of deliberate rehearsals of smiles,
Avoiding those negative depressions,
Take a twig, pick it up from the ground
And flower a new garden;
Build a new house that covers
The naked walls of terrible disappointments,
And light
A lamp that will outshine all others,
And be happy.

Bring a smile to others' faces
And be a smiling person yourself,
And forgetting all tear,
Avoiding every fear,
Pray to GOD for
A safe, sound and
A HAPPY NEW YEAR !!!!!!!!!!

NOSTALGIC

The ringing of the bell,
In the long corridor,
The slow, hearty tune
Of the lonely afternoon,
The cosy shade of the tree
In the corner,
And
The stretched basketball court;
Being a part of the memories,
These come back, again and again,
As vivid as ever.

The smiling friends in the smiling photographs,
The running teenage races up and down the stairs,
The game that was lock-and-key,
Trying to imagine oneself in valentine pairs,
The disbelieving hunger of tiffintime robbers,
The cute, lovely faces of our fellow classmates female,
The guitar players huddled together in a class corner,
Playing a tune to depict the friendship's tale,
The patient faces of the shouting teachers,
The shouts and catcalls of the disturbing ones,
The clangs and clatters of empty tiffinboxes,
The sneaking out of classrooms if you ever get the chance,
Some brilliant always serious,
Sitting with rapt attention,
Some definitely NOT serious,
That needs a serious mention,
Some playing with their thoughts
And making a world of colour,
Some typical old daydreamers
Dreaming about girls and dollar,
Some were born only to laugh,
While others made them do so,
Some even made pens fight,
And did things many others didn't know.

These were my dear, old, school days,
These were my breath,
Those were the times which I won't forget,
Which I'll remember till my death.
But those days are gone,
Gone are the friends,
Alone I smell the old days' memories,

And brood with the only pal------------NOSTALGIA.

My First Entry

Today i went back to my school. It was a feeling i can't even describe. But my school is really a chapter of my life which is not only very important but also very, very close to my heart. That is the reason why i decided to start blogging with a topic that includes my school.

Thus, as i was saying, i went back today, to those cherished memories, to those paths i had known for ages. And i felt a surge of happiness. How those beautiful days were and how happy i used to be, living my life, without any worry, without any anxiety, only living for the sake of living which i found very enjoyable! This was the only feeling i was having from the moment i stepped inside.

Really, one can't just forget those days and i am definitely no exception!!!!!!!!!