Hearing is not akin to listening, I heardI hear, do I also listen to the talking bird?One day is spent as another, only free nowFrom the monotonous repeat, tell me how… Give me a canvass that is as white as snowPut in some colours, pictures that reveal, showThe way to a heart is through words… Continue reading Even Trees Talk || Arunav Barua
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Art of Divine Poetry By Bhagirath Choudhary (Translated to Italian, Filipino, Albanian, French, Romanian, Spanish, Serbian)
Art of Divine Poetry Poetic imagination Praises beauty of creation Giving words and voice To every human nation Poet feels the pulse By his poetic impulse Bard’s heart resonates With loving sonnets. Loving poetic spell When rises well The ordinary mortal Becomes divine poetry portal. With sacred passions Poets dress up naked nations Bards like… Continue reading Art of Divine Poetry By Bhagirath Choudhary (Translated to Italian, Filipino, Albanian, French, Romanian, Spanish, Serbian)
Finding Joy by Arunav Barua
Between you and me, truth be told, I see An emptiness that begs to be undone, free This moment here, the waves battle on in time To fill the void, weapons are words forming lines Can I ask for some token of understanding now Let us fill this empty space, without caring how! Start a… Continue reading Finding Joy by Arunav Barua
I see you here by Arunav Barua
Make your presence felt, No you, happiness withheld Complete, with you here… Want a blog like this? Try WordPress. (c) Arunav Barua (I.I.T Guwahati, North Guwahati, Assam)
