Chiranjib Mazumdar
Abstract Children Stories Drama
Struggle does intensify,
As caterpillar,
Turns into a butterfly.
Messy
Dear Son
The Final Cry
Bend The Tren...
Not enough
Yearning
Your Friend
A Love Like N...
My Wings
Desire
Forehead furrow cringed... Forehead furrow cringed...
Dread do I that this bud will last, To obscure my presence. Dread do I that this bud will last, To obscure my presence.
Where's the freedom, where's the life? Where's the freedom, where's the life?
I know you don't need me anymore. I know you don't need me anymore.
The only thing I could give you is my heartfelt words of thankfulness and of course some health advi... The only thing I could give you is my heartfelt words of thankfulness and of cou...
The Rainbow is then certain to appear... The Rainbow is then certain to appear...
I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart. I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart.
Long long years after thousands of flowers will bloom on this strange island with a golden color. Long long years after thousands of flowers will bloom on this strange island wit...
My city is waiting for her delightful children, To welcome them with open hearts, My city is waiting for her delightful children, To welcome them with open heart...
Nice.. Nice..
Nice... Nice...
Motherland.... Motherland....
'Breathe' they say.... 'Breathe' they say....
She didn't question what she felt, Her fascination revolved around "the why?" She didn't question what she felt, Her fascination revolved around "the why?"
No one will ever know. But this was no soft sinking into oblivion. No one will ever know. But this was no soft sinking into oblivion.
The moment my head hits the soft pillow I delve into a world of peace. The moment my head hits the soft pillow I delve into a world of peace.
fierce lovely water... fierce lovely water...
A doctor with a big heart... A doctor with a big heart...
However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart. However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart.
Listen my friend, my dear tree... Listen my friend, my dear tree...