Poems of Shyamal Sarkar


Return to Bengali Poetry after a long gap with zero boundary group.  Now he is writing well .
Today we are publishing two English poems for our honorable readers. 

1:Flow of life


I go to bed every night with a new dream
And wake up with another new one
Dreams are streams flow uninterruptedly through the river of minds
That never stop though there are so many barriers
Stand just like wall of Chin
Sands are seen on the basin, sometimes grown bushes on her heart
Nothing can stop the flow of stream,In spite of several provocations
So we called our alived Dreams
The flow of our real life
Just like that of tide and flow
That can flow like a blow...
In our life.


2: Clouds over Head


Clouds are moving over head
May broken in to tears that may soak red blood day and night
Can fly with its wings before dye
Can flooded human heart flushing all the dwelling houses
Denying the directives of their bosses
Can built-up a new generation with a irony commitment.


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