The Resolution
Mess in the beginning,
Crying for a while,
Disaster in the end, thought about,
What a life to spend?
Thinking of tomorrow,
Next what’s to come thy way?
Waiting each moment for
To be planned by destiny, in its own way.
Nothing’s happened, as yet,
Oh’ no, what else to come…
The sun’s rising?
Yes it is, the rays are now visible.
Suddenly, the rays fading,
Darkness flooded,
Heavy downpours, with cool breeze,
Now, the heart’s lightened.
A ray of hope…
The spirit to rise has begun;
The strive for success, seems endless,
To fulfill the lifetime resolution.
Is impossibility truly impossible?
Or it is only impossibility that rules?
No, there’s hope always;
Always, since there is striving always.
Hope, the only hope of mine
The true resolution
The zenith, the heart and the sky
Will, on a sunny day, dry my tears.
---Chandamita
A cast of my thoughts and a cast of beautiful thoughts portrayed by few unknown authors/ poets.
Monday, 28 May 2007
The Quest
I have been all alone
Throughout this life,
Through the sunlit days
And the freezing nights
I wonder why,
Why one grows older,
The tender days
Of glory and pleasure pass by;
Still waiting for long,
Why I haven’t found happiness yet.
The days grow longer
These summer days
But happiness still
Immeasurable – So, neutral,
Hoping for the winters
To bring some glory
Lighting the shade
Peeping through the pine trees.
Lovely those days will be
When the nightingale sings,
The lonely forgone days of despair
To be still filled with joy.
The only companion I wish
to be mine, I hope…
Would some day enlighten
This dark shade of the withered tree,
Still hoping, still longing
Why I haven’t found happiness yet.
---Chandamita
I have been all alone
Throughout this life,
Through the sunlit days
And the freezing nights
I wonder why,
Why one grows older,
The tender days
Of glory and pleasure pass by;
Still waiting for long,
Why I haven’t found happiness yet.
The days grow longer
These summer days
But happiness still
Immeasurable – So, neutral,
Hoping for the winters
To bring some glory
Lighting the shade
Peeping through the pine trees.
Lovely those days will be
When the nightingale sings,
The lonely forgone days of despair
To be still filled with joy.
The only companion I wish
to be mine, I hope…
Would some day enlighten
This dark shade of the withered tree,
Still hoping, still longing
Why I haven’t found happiness yet.
---Chandamita
Beginning Of A New Life Ahead…
In the high lands
Of Scotland…
In the dream land
Of Paris…
Amongst the beauty
Of Switzerland…
The never never ending
Joy and pleasure
Last as long as ever…
The smell of the spring’s
Blue and white blossoms…
Pure and blessed…
May the new start
Bring glory and life….
A never ending secret…
Like the sweet voice of cuckoos bring
To this world…
Wish you a life Happy and Beautiful ahead!!!
---Chandamita
In the high lands
Of Scotland…
In the dream land
Of Paris…
Amongst the beauty
Of Switzerland…
The never never ending
Joy and pleasure
Last as long as ever…
The smell of the spring’s
Blue and white blossoms…
Pure and blessed…
May the new start
Bring glory and life….
A never ending secret…
Like the sweet voice of cuckoos bring
To this world…
Wish you a life Happy and Beautiful ahead!!!
---Chandamita
Across The Miles…
Standing by the frozen river
Gazing at the mountain peak,
Hoping my presence…..
Across the snow covered peak.
Long way to go…
Though I know not,
The life across the miles,
Still gazing, deep into thoughts…
Never ending thoughts,
Still am now.
Not a blink of the lashes…
Still gazing across the river.
Only wishing – Across the miles,
I have a SPECIAL FRIEND
May HE be blessed – All HE desires for,
May this be ‘THE SPECIAL DAY’ in HIS life.
---Chandamita
Standing by the frozen river
Gazing at the mountain peak,
Hoping my presence…..
Across the snow covered peak.
Long way to go…
Though I know not,
The life across the miles,
Still gazing, deep into thoughts…
Never ending thoughts,
Still am now.
Not a blink of the lashes…
Still gazing across the river.
Only wishing – Across the miles,
I have a SPECIAL FRIEND
May HE be blessed – All HE desires for,
May this be ‘THE SPECIAL DAY’ in HIS life.
---Chandamita
Sunday, 27 May 2007
Tumar Baabei…
Jonom jonmaantore bhabilu tumak
Dekhilu tumak aei dinakhon hothat.
Pujilu tumak xai din dhori,
Nuwaru ketiyaoo bhabibo
Je tumi mur saa nohoi buli.
Xai je moioo bhabu
Je tumiyei mur ontoror xitol saa
Tumiyei mur, tumiyei mur,
Mur mone koi baare baare
Je mur xopun je tumiyei.
Tumiyei jogala mur monot hepah,
Hepah kebol jibonor baabeyei nohoi
Hepah tumak pabor baabeoo.
Aaei junaki nixat,
Aaei sondromaar puhorot,
Dekhilu tumar sobikei
Aaei xitol botahe tetiyei
Korhiyai aanile tumarei botora.
Xai sinaki botah jaake
Aaei osinaki thait tumar bhab aaniyei
Utphullito kori tulile mur mon
Janusa tumak ketiyaoo je paam.
Kintu mur mone kebol tumakei
Je xodai pujibo,
Aaei moi bhogobanor xoron dhori
Koboloiku eirxa nokoru.
---Chandamita
Jonom jonmaantore bhabilu tumak
Dekhilu tumak aei dinakhon hothat.
Pujilu tumak xai din dhori,
Nuwaru ketiyaoo bhabibo
Je tumi mur saa nohoi buli.
Xai je moioo bhabu
Je tumiyei mur ontoror xitol saa
Tumiyei mur, tumiyei mur,
Mur mone koi baare baare
Je mur xopun je tumiyei.
Tumiyei jogala mur monot hepah,
Hepah kebol jibonor baabeyei nohoi
Hepah tumak pabor baabeoo.
Aaei junaki nixat,
Aaei sondromaar puhorot,
Dekhilu tumar sobikei
Aaei xitol botahe tetiyei
Korhiyai aanile tumarei botora.
Xai sinaki botah jaake
Aaei osinaki thait tumar bhab aaniyei
Utphullito kori tulile mur mon
Janusa tumak ketiyaoo je paam.
Kintu mur mone kebol tumakei
Je xodai pujibo,
Aaei moi bhogobanor xoron dhori
Koboloiku eirxa nokoru.
---Chandamita
Its Forever…….
Today, I remember, the bygone days…….,
Those I use to cherish,
The melody of nature, in your voice,
I use to hear.
I remember, the peace of mind I felt,
The hope that rouse in me,
The hope to meet you, once again
That grew tenderly in me.
I remember, the days, I searched for you through,
The days you spoke to me too,
Although just a word you said, was much,
As too much to me you mean.
I remember, how good a person you are,
So pure, as not to forget anyday,
You who showed the beam of sunlight…..
Through the foggy winters of yesteryear.
You to me is so dear,
I know not why, I can never ever
Know the reason, so
I’ll remember you forever always………..
It’s a promise, never to be broken,
A word, so golden to swear,
I will always ‘miss you forever’,
Even when I’m no more forever and ever……
---Chandamita
Today, I remember, the bygone days…….,
Those I use to cherish,
The melody of nature, in your voice,
I use to hear.
I remember, the peace of mind I felt,
The hope that rouse in me,
The hope to meet you, once again
That grew tenderly in me.
I remember, the days, I searched for you through,
The days you spoke to me too,
Although just a word you said, was much,
As too much to me you mean.
I remember, how good a person you are,
So pure, as not to forget anyday,
You who showed the beam of sunlight…..
Through the foggy winters of yesteryear.
You to me is so dear,
I know not why, I can never ever
Know the reason, so
I’ll remember you forever always………..
It’s a promise, never to be broken,
A word, so golden to swear,
I will always ‘miss you forever’,
Even when I’m no more forever and ever……
---Chandamita
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