Assamese Poems - Poems about Assamese

... Your looks to carry your first impression: Your dresses ! Onlookers to appreciate. It is said ‘ Choose food on own decision, but select dresses on choice of associates.’ You......

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...Just one cup in the morning; no added flavor Ceylon tea or Assamese is my preference Each drip and each sip I so favor and savor Betwixt too light and too strong. This makes difference Its red-......

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...Rongali bihu Rong cascading down the days around April fifteenth jotted over the almanac (Rong bihu or Rongali bihu, the Assamese gala) luring New Year for the Assamese peeps and their culture......

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...Mekhela chador I was too hurry and overwhelmed To embrace the attire "mur maa rr mekhela chador" ( - "my mater's Indigenous Traditional Assamese Dress")... The days in kindergarten, I cheri......

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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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...O' Soul, why is the sound Of heart break so desolate In the dead wind by the overflowing river-side As if a gaggle of wild ducks flew away Carrying ripe autumns at their beaks The moonshin......

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...1. Autumn is in the air The naked trees gaze up at the sky As evening descends Like a deep sigh. 2. Midnight's station The trains bid a tearful farewell. 3. The storm has blown ......

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...Let the cold be more intense The chill passing through every vein Till blood congeals Let the chill make its home In every home And the city sleeps In shivering cold You must now be lying......

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...The conch and temple bells ring The offerings lay out with fragrances and flowers Unknowingly, you and I Are drawn towards each other You hum a tune While I listen Slowly the sky transforms fr......

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...Met her first Where The meadow stopped Behind the mountains Benched on the buffalo's back A cowherd Played a riverine tune Where The bow-shaped river Flowed north The white yachts......

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...It's the beginning From here the road Takes a bend Like the horse-shoe Towards west From here the stretch Of bare meadows On both sides of the path The tufts flying hither-thither......

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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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...Love means a wild whistle A soft breeze through the window Creating ruffles in the mind Love means patter patter rains Echoes of spring, dance of rongali Love means the sunshine of ......

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...The evenings nowadays have become gloomy Across the bridge, a bright patch of light Disappears behind a curtain of mist Fields lie fallow After a day of festivities And roads wind their way ......

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..."you are more than I deserve. It's a love I never dreamed I'd find. Happinesd like this is worth dying for..." - Yasunari Kawabata- Looking down, while flying midway between sky and earth, I saw......

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