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Joyshree Basak Poem
Isn't it strange...
How someone you didn't even know existed,
One day, out of nowhere,
Becomes the person your world quietly starts revolving around?
Someone who used to be a complete stranger...
Whose name, whose face, you never knew,
Suddenly becomes so important?
Their words sound like the lessons meant only for you.
Their favorite songs end up on your playlist.
Their laugh becomes your favorite sound.
Their jokes become the funniest thing in the world.
And then, you find yourself
Trying to remember the tiniest details of every moment with them;
The way they looked at you secretly when you were not looking,
What they wore that day,
The exact words they used,
Including the pauses between sentences.
Because those small things feel like the most precious things.
That's really strange
How a stranger becomes
The part of you that feels home.
Isn't it?
Copyright © Joyshree Basak | Year Posted 2025
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Joyshree Basak Poem
Spring is the season of rebirth.
Flowers bloom again, the air is fresh, the sun stays a little longer in the sky.
People smile, and the world feels brighter.
And yet, I feel nothing.
Spring isn’t hitting me hard this time.
It has always been my favorite season.
There’s fragrance and freshness.
The world is singing, and I’ve forgotten how to listen.
I am witnessing the petals unfold, the breeze carrying promises of warmth and light.
Here I am silently watching and wondering why the world feels lighter while I remain heavy.
It’s strange, isn’t it?
The seasons shift effortlessly, but I can’t always follow.
Maybe one day, spring will bloom inside me too.
But for now... it's spring & I can't feel.
Copyright © Joyshree Basak | Year Posted 2025
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Joyshree Basak Poem
Dear Parents,
We know that you love us a lot,
But sometimes, all a child need is
A little understanding from your side.
Dear Parents,
Love should not feel like an obligation,
Like something we have to repay by being perfect.
We never want you to stay in pain for us.
We never want us to be the reason you swallowed your sorrows.
But every time you remind us,
It feels like a debt we can never clear.
Dear Parents,
When you fight, the walls tremble,
And so do the child within us,
The one who still hopes for a home
That feels like comfort, not a war field.
We do not want to pick sides,
We just want peace.
Dear Parents,
You tell the world we are great,
But have you ever asked if we want to be?
The weight of your pride suffocates us,
Turns our achievements into burdens.
You say you sacrificed everything for us,
But did you ever wonder
What it feels like to grow up watching love crumble?
Dear Parents,
We are not ungrateful,
But we are tired.
Tired of being the glue,
Tired of being the reason,
Tired of being seen, yet unseen.
Dear Parents,
We are your children,
And we love you a lot,
But we are also our own people.
And all we ask
Is to be allowed to breathe.
Copyright © Joyshree Basak | Year Posted 2025
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Joyshree Basak Poem
There are many things that remind me of you.
Every time the sun sets,
And the sky paints itself in thousands of colors,
I see you.
The songs you once played,
They still linger in my playlist.
They set my mood and carry me back in time,
As if I am living it all over again.
Sometimes, strangers walk by
Wearing your fragrance.
For a moment, I freeze,
Thinking you might be somewhere near.
That café corner,
And the ever-changing taste of its hazelnut frappe,
Every sip reminds me
Of your quirky expressions.
And the streets
Where you used to walk me home,
Still make me feel
That you might return and hold my hand.
These reminders
Gently tell me
I once lived something
That is truly beautiful.
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Joyshree Basak Poem
There’s a hell of a lot going on inside my mind
I wish I could tell you everything
The way you
always used to listen.
I wish I could run to you and share all of it
From my tiniest wins to my biggest falls
I’m dying to hear just one line from you:
“Say... I’m listening.”
All these unsaid words
They’re building up inside me
Like a nuclear chain reaction,
Each thought giving birth to a thousand emotions.
I wish you were still my cadmium rod
The one who could calm the storm
Who kept me steady
when everything inside was burning.
Can you imagine how difficult it is
For someone like me,
A heart-on-sleeve kind of soul,
To hold everything?
To pick up the phone
Only to put it right back down
Because I remember
You’re not there to hear it anymore.
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Joyshree Basak Poem
I met him when I was twelve years old.
He was like a shadow with no name.
He slipped inside my body,
And my fear acted like his throne.
When I'm alone,
He wraps his fingers around my throat,
Gradually fastening them,
Asking me to finish the game he started.
Through every sleepless night,
He whispers in my ears:
"I won't leave you.
Not now, not ever."
I try to breathe,
But he draws all the air from my lungs.
I try to run,
But suddenly, I’m surrounded by darkness.
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In the tuneless world of mine
There I get a ring
Maybe just an ordinary ring
But from an extraordinary source.
The call from the one
It’s not just a call, it’s a moment
Similar to the first ray of sun
Entering through your window.
My once silent heart
Finds its rhythm again
In the sound of a voice
That knows how to reach me.
It isn’t the words
But the presence of someone
The breath of someone
On the other side of the call.
And suddenly,
I am reminded
That joy doesn’t knock loudly
Sometimes, it just calls.
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How do I explain how desolate life feels without you?
The heart craves your presence and the eyes search only for you.
You're gone, maybe not forever,
But this feels like eternity.
How do I tell you how lonely I feel even with a contact list full of names?
People who would speak.
Yet I wait for just one thing,
A long conversation with you.
Yes, I'm alive without you.
Still breathing, still eating, still doing the things survival demands,
While petting my restlessness and feeding the void.
I know the remedy, but life won’t let me have it.
How do I tell you that you gave meaning to my colorless life?
You added the zest to it.
I’ve never been that happy in my life
The way just your presence made me.
There are and will always be times, whether good or bad,
And I pick up my phone to tell you.
But soon, I’m reminded that you have your own responsibilities to care for,
And this era is not the same.
I ask myself every day, what shall I do with this ache?
Because only his hugs could fix me,
Only his pep talks could comfort me.
He is, was, all I need.
Life feels hollow without the Zii factor.
But I can't find it, it's gone.
Still, I search, hoping it will return one day,
Maybe somewhere in the quiet.
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Love can be overwhelming somewhere,
It might push someone away,
As it scares them.
They have never seen that kind of love before.
Love comes with no limitations,
So, some want to shower all of it,
Often forgetting that,
The other person is different.
In the rush of emotions,
It is easy to forget,
That not everyone is ready,
For something so vast and consuming.
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I want to rewind and not change,
Stay and hold on to the days when your name felt like home.
When our conversations were not careful,
When love wasn't something to be attenuated,
But something that simply was.
I'm surviving the silence you left behind,
Trying to fill the gaps with memories,
Tricking myself, saying time can walk backward,
Can undo the unraveling, and can stitch ourselves whole again.
This is not war but absence,
Not betrayal but distance,
Not anger but the quiet ache of being left behind.
I don't know where to place this longing,
The pain to return to the place that no longer exists.
But if love was once real, does it still echo?
And if I reach for you, will I only find empty air?
Copyright © Joyshree Basak | Year Posted 2025
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