a poem on mask . A guy is wearing a mask of happiness even when he is dieing deep within.
Many wonder what exactly a Tissue Paper Poetry is ! Well, it’s simply the spontaneous scribbling or short thoughtful writings done on otherwise discarded ubiquitous tissue papers. Making this a habit or a fancy hobby that friends loved and enthusiastically often asked for one from the other side of the table, I took it to my next level of excogitation by publishing a book as well as hosting a blog putting all the thoughts and facts here including the random discussions on the coffee table .
Apart from this I have been writing stories and opinions based on the current scenarios.
What are you waiting for ? Isn’t it the time to enthuse yourself with My Inklings …
ଦୁଃଖ ଜର୍ଜରିତ ସୀତା, ଦୁନିଆ ଆଖିରେ ନିନ୍ଦିତା । ଅପମାନର ଅଗ୍ନିରେ ଜର୍ଜରିତା। ତଥାପି ତାଙ୍କ ମନ ଡାକୁଥାଏ ରାମ ନାମ । ଏଇ ପରିପ୍ରେକ୍ଷୀରେ ଏକ ଛୋଟ କବିତା
How does she feel for you? How does you feel for her ? what if she doesn't love you ? Would you move on or wait till eternity?
love or hate ...A true love has no ending . in this poetry the writer is comparing both the conditions.
A final letter from a lover . They love each other but the destiny played a cruel role . Needless to mention that the man who is writing was waiting for a yes from the otherside. But there was all silence . It was time to part away with a letter ,the final letter .
Where are you , O' sweetheart ? The red roses are no more blooming In the garden of my heart. Shouldn't you come and water the plants From the fountain of joy ?
I wanna ask, If we ever come across again... Do you think of me As many times as I do of you ?
The rivers, The sun, The vapours, They never came back again, But my thoughts.
Let's count the raindrops Falling from the sky . Let's count the stars Shining in the dark .