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Bidyut Bikash Brahma Poem
The very essence of reality
Pricked the man's four chambered pump
Today he became a dumbfounded child
Taken aback by the simple reply
He was brought back to the ground
From the fanciful flight of his own little dream
She said"Distance is the river I cannot cross"
These simple words drowned the pictured life
His whole self was shaken to the core
That river lost him all
Trying to recuperate
And
Introspecting the things he said and heard today
He now asks" Why can't my dream be my reality?"
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A tale from the soliloquies of my imagination
Now I am thinking of evolution
My theory reveals the nature's mystery
"It all begins in the sea, our ancestry."
Scientists bow in my appreciation.
A tale from the soliloquies of my imagination
Now I am a doctor prescribing medication
My job is to keep diabetes at bay
"Please take this pill twice a day."
Patients are full of admiration.
A tale from the soliloquies of my imagination
Now I am an actor performing an imitation
My act amazes the most critical person
"It's elementary, my dear Watson."
A deserving Emmy nomination.
A tale from the soliloquies of my imagination
Now I am writer requiring direction
My book is a thriller
'Vengeance of a charitable killer.'
An interesting plot in formation.
A tale from the soliloquies of my imagination
Now I am an army officer defending my nation
My command evokes my army
"Today, we shall crush the enemy."
Daring acts of retribution.
A tale from the soliloquies of my imagination
Now I am a philosopher seeking a solution
My notion predicts the downfall of capitalist mentality
"Change we must for eco-friendly sustainability."
A guaranteed life time award and recommendation.
A tale from the soliloquies of my imagination
Now I am a leader of revolution
My speech inspires the people to fight
"Brothers and Sisters, it's our birth right."
A sea of charged up population.
A tale from the soliloquies of my imagination
Now I am building a perfect nation
My government is the epitome of socialism
"Minister, I see a populace full of optimism."
Few steps away from perfection.
A tale from the soliloquies of my imagination
Now I am a poet of aspiration
My prose is a limerick
"Hmm! It rhyme's with 'Blackadder's' 'Baldrick' "
It's a poetic exaggeration.
A tale from the soliloquies of my imagination
Now I am me dreaming about another impersonation
My brain needs to stop
"Oh God! need no more dreams to pop."
Wonder why I always keep dreaming a situation.
P.S the soliloquies are in quotes
Copyright © Bidyut Bikash Brahma | Year Posted 2013
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I am an idealistic man
filled with ideas to change the world
Deep inside me there is rage
A rage that wants to erupt
And change the world
But this world has changed me now
A change that i fear the most
Now i am the rational man
Trying to fit in this world
Work, socialize, eat, sleep, earn
Thats all i got now
Without ideas a man is almost dead
but for a rational man
that is the idea to live without an idea
killing your dreams
But life has changed even more
Robot i am now
I just follow orders
Ideas are a thing of the past
Work hard,Work hard, work hard
is what i do now
But deep inside me
there is still the idealistic man
He calls me everyday
I ignore him
His voice has weakened now
But he is still there
And now i am a dead man
One with the earth
Dust to dust, ashes to ashes
So which one are you now?
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Bidyut Bikash Brahma Poem
Everyday repeat,
Going to office, come home
Salaried life bores.
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Bidyut Bikash Brahma Poem
A full meal after
pleasure of smoking cigar
In the winter night.
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I long for that day
When I'll keep the goons at bay
Big muscles, six feet tall and a deep voice
I got all my choice
People would say" Here he comes
To save us from the scums".
Bang!Bang!Bang! I do my show
Damn!Damn!Damn! and people all glow
Samaritans I help
And satans they yelp
My name is Ferrero
And I am the hero
At last I have my say
To keep the goons at bay
Tight fitting clothes and a mask I wear
Never in my life I have had those apparels I swear
Punch, kick, somersault
And they all halt
I rescue the dame
And ask her her name?
But she's so cold
She says "Ferrero don't be so bold"
For the deed
I did
Not even a kiss
Oh that I miss
Then suddenly from the vicinity
A thunderous roar in all of profanity
I wake up and look at the mirror
And I am stunned by the horror
I am no superhero
All but I am a zero
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Bidyut Bikash Brahma Poem
a hint of orange
filled with flakes of creamy white
evening sky sings song
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Bidyut Bikash Brahma Poem
Ask a broken man
"What life is"?
He says " Its all
in my shattered dreams."
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Bidyut Bikash Brahma Poem
Imagine thou fly
I fly magnified six times
Visuals amplified
originally the poem was named Flights of imagination
inspired by a facebook post by my friend ravikiran
Copyright © Bidyut Bikash Brahma | Year Posted 2013
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Bidyut Bikash Brahma Poem
Poetry, films, sleep, thoughts
Never been so occupied
At times before exams.
Copyright © Bidyut Bikash Brahma | Year Posted 2011
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