Paula Bhowmik
Fantasy Inspirational Thriller
I am like wind,
So I can spread me in the air.
I have only one desire,
to go everywhere.
When I want to flow,
through any forest,
flowers must be blossom,
without any hesitate.
Oh!
Why So Late
Tears of wind
Life Vision
Friendship in...
I plead to give up, yet the ripples on my head stop me from committing the misstep. I plead to give up, yet the ripples on my head stop me from committing the misst...
snow blossoms like a valley of flowers at the sight of your smile snow blossoms like a valley of flowers at the sight of your smile
Obstacles are a part of life's way indeed Obstacles are a part of life's way indeed
Alarms forgetting their work to the core Alarms forgetting their work to the core
Global embrace Global embrace
The fragrance rich red rose ,Shared it's presence with me The fragrance rich red rose ,Shared it's presence with me
Let me settle in body and mind in strong winds Let me settle in body and mind in strong winds
For love, so pure and true, Can overcome any obstacle, old or new. For love, so pure and true, Can overcome any obstacle, old or new.
Either to wipe out tears, tears, or to console the bleeding heart! Either to wipe out tears, tears, or to console the bleeding heart!
The poem shows India as a wonderland full of adventures. The poem shows India as a wonderland full of adventures.
A soul's journey A soul's journey
She'll carry the basket gracefully While she holds it up & high... She'll carry the basket gracefully While she holds it up & high...
Two beatiful, longish poems. Neither with the stereotyped happy ending. One protagonist drowns in a ... Two beatiful, longish poems. Neither with the stereotyped happy ending. One prot...
A riveting poem about emotional censorship; how we always keep our emotions in check and walk around... A riveting poem about emotional censorship; how we always keep our emotions in c...
“Snoozing the alarm for five minutes more”, we grew up. “Snoozing the alarm for five minutes more”, we grew up.
The poem shows the memories of the lover. The poem shows the memories of the lover.
Long ago. I made them like me and the joy finally vanished! Long ago. I made them like me and the joy finally vanished!
I was left in the infinity of oblivion.... I was left in the infinity of oblivion....
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