Devangshi Debraj
Abstract Others
Every street an easel,
Every wall a canvas.
An artist's imagination,
So profound, so vast.
The End of th...
Limericks Gal...
Colours
Nostalgia
The ISC Life ...
Afternoon Tea
Farewell
Skagen
Ice Skating
Campfire
The poem shows the love of a mother for her child.It also tells us the journey of the child who enjo... The poem shows the love of a mother for her child.It also tells us the journey o...
The poem describes the changing times and how humans are depended on technology. The poem describes the changing times and how humans are depended on technology.
The poem shows Uncomprehending Myths and beliefs. The poem shows Uncomprehending Myths and beliefs.
The poem describes life after the mother's death. The poem describes life after the mother's death.
Betraying trust is the nee trend Betraying trust is the nee trend
This is about liberation of the mind and heart from the relations that are often toxic and overrated... This is about liberation of the mind and heart from the relations that are often...
The poem describes the mystical mystery of joy. The poem describes the mystical mystery of joy.
The poem speaks memories writing the poem. The poem speaks memories writing the poem.
The poem shows the strength and weakness of a woman. The poem shows the strength and weakness of a woman.
The poem shows that society has created differences between male and female. The poem shows that society has created differences between male and female.
As any poet I spout forth Enough hot air To raise the balloon, Even if it’s just to let it ... As any poet I spout forth Enough hot air To raise the balloon, Even if ...
Just my honest thoughts in my Orange Garden Just my honest thoughts in my Orange Garden
Judged only by the outer cover? Judged only by the outer cover?
The poem shows the song of the melody of the song which is peerless. The poem shows the song of the melody of the song which is peerless.
What shall be the ship's fate? What shall be the ship's fate?
And chirping of birds, And fountains of water And chirping of birds, And fountains of water
The poem shows that the darkness completes us. The poem shows that the darkness completes us.
The masks of the skulls needn’t be exposed; it may be you, face decomposed; The masks of the skulls needn’t be exposed; it may be you, face decomposed;
I thought of the old times when I was here. I thought of the old times when I was here.
Aspiring to achieve is fun Aspiring to achieve is fun