Assamese poet and critic.
This December Is the festival of farewell This December Is the festival of farewell
I have a sibling Its name is Spirit At present is missing I have a sibling Its name is Spirit At present is missing
No one calls by the name Everyone addresses by the surname Life has gone so far No one calls by the name Everyone addresses by the surname Life has gone s...
I would keep watching everything I won't die At the death of my body I would keep watching everything I won't die At the death of my body
The poems that I read Under such pencil of light It is a boon of a star That expired a hund... The poems that I read Under such pencil of light It is a boon of a star ...
This poem is about the motherhood, who dedicates her life to her children This poem is about the motherhood, who dedicates her life to her children
I'm afraid of solitary as it possesses more lucidity than a mirror. I'm afraid of solitary as it possesses more lucidity than a mirror.
Sea is the epitaph of river... Sea is the epitaph of river...