Assam Poems - Poems about Assam

...The air is heavy— like a warm, wet blanket wrapped around everything. The sun? Hiding behind a cloud, like it doesn’t want to deal with the day. The Brahmaputra flows— slow, wide, calm. It m......

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... What’s sadder? The memories or the people? Which leaves the deeper, lasting scar? Hard to say, but memories linger, Long after people wander far. I think back to those March days, ......

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...My Unfold Love Dr Ranjit Dutta Ledo.Assam A masterpiece unfolds In the depths of my bosom, In that art of love A story yet untold. With vibrant hues of passion I paint a can......

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... Afternoon Tea in a bone china cup Tastes nicer don’t you agree ~ Earl Grey tea especially when poured from a teapot after brewing not stewing ~ For exactly the time th......

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...Dihing, adjoining borderline with Arunachal, on the foothills of mighty Patkai, In the encircling mesas of terrestrial plains of high altitud......

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...Tom: Well, do tell? But like I said, I’m not a stranger. I’m a businessman; and more than that. Why, I could be just like a brother to you if you’d let me. Besides, I studied music once, too, but tha......

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...One calm evening on a leisure drive with my wife along the Inphal-Dimapur National Highway I remembered my overnight road journeys to Guwahati for office work, sometimes together with ......

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...Men die in war war occurs for men In a war we play the game of faku Blood The colour of blood never changes It remains the same. Blood lies on the ground Being the morning sun. I ask blood wh......

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...My beloved tekeli pitha! They are rice cakes from Assam. They are made by steaming them in a kettle (I call tekeli) lid. Tekeli pitha or Kettle cake tint of jaggery making love with crushe......

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...Khar! or An alkaline extract! my mouth drools o! momma everytime I think of the dish whether it is the beloved amitar khar (i know as papaya khar), tiyohor khar (i know as cucumber khar), ......

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...Keep the door to your heart open Flowing upstream all night on the Bhogdoi I long to be the flute That plays for you at dawn Like the hum of a honey bee On your moist lips, I long t......

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...HOME CALLING I rose from the soil and water of Barak valley and like a white bellied heron , reached the sky above the bamboo brakes and the blue hills to live in an alien land for trivial ne......

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...I loved you once, Jenny Teapot, Until that love turned sour. You poured the finest Yorkshire Tea, On the hour, every hour. But the love we had, went off the boil, In a most disappointing way. B......

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...In Ordinary Cups The blades of winter grind into the ice like blood on a bitten lip two lovers spin and twirl The days pass from teacup to teacup in the peaceful silence of a solitary n......

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...the forgotten wood dead eyes of Ethel's baby dripping blood gravels* ......

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