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Best Litan Dey Poems

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If You Would Know

We run behind you
Kill your love on the bend street
Playing the dirty game
If you would know,kelly
-that they are like me !

They call for war
Make dam on new hope
Can't bear your smile
Your free will and self-reliance
They are dying to die
Kelly;if you would know
-that they love you more than I!

Now you may reject me
But can't overcome them
If you would know,kelly
-that they are among us
Sit besides you
walk in the crowds
Same human feature,

You feel sorry to know that
They don't like to be human more!

Copyright © Litan Dey | Year Posted 2013

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He flies far 
Collected Sprig to make a nest 
Wish he could Guard her eggs. 
She flies away 
Leaving their nest. The shower of time 
Washed the abode, 
Made them homeless. 
City-lights eradicate night lull 
City-sounds daunting the eggs.
O Ethnic, keep patience
There will be sunshine
We will run far,
So far, would never return
Yours dwelling dismantles the tiny abode
The flock of humane shoos it
They will miss the old tree
And squeeze the recent arbor.

Copyright © Litan Dey | Year Posted 2014

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The Clock

                     *Clock runs
              we are watching them
        making fun with its slow move
   you made for move not to awake us
i know we are more lazy but not like you!
   You don't have senses and emotional faces
       we slept but make others run
                 It's your race...
                    "Clock runs",*

Litan Dey
Just Nine Lines

Copyright © Litan Dey | Year Posted 2013

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Yes! I find my existence
My desire,thought and
My work...
The smallest drop of liquid
Rolls for long
Move to life.
Ha Ha! I want to be the smallest
Water drop,
So that i can make
Another new earth
New lives
And love
I can stick out my restless spirit
Hard strike with dead stone
Lots of children in my lap
But I could not be able to
carry pollution !
I will roam over the world
Sing a song of lullaby
Stupid water drop.

Copyright © Litan Dey | Year Posted 2013

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The Ordinary

Father always ready for a brawl
Altercation continues
Mom can't tolerate Sis. at all
Sister hates me and talk to me very little.

In the playground
Friends are always being gay and sportive about my family!
Sometimes make me wound
Few don't know nothing but fight happily

I can dissolve among them
And easily flowing
I can never fit me at home
Mom waits to beat me and Sis for enjoying!

I feel bore at home and alone...
At night before bed i can saw the tenderness,
Can hear the drops from dry bone
Hug of vanity and kisses turn out my sleepless

Litan Dey
You're a little kid again
A boy of 3 years old

Copyright © Litan Dey | Year Posted 2013

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Your Melodious Memories

Whole night you were in my musing
Everything forgets except your face
Today I'm late at bed
No one to wake me early
When i saw you in far
Corner of dry, dark sky
My heart gets torn,
Eyes can't stop flowing
We are missing you "Mom"...

He left the world you leave
Don't talk,
Rough movement and even
His smiles erased.
Still waiting for you every eve at the gate
The old breezed love
Can't take the pain.

My small brother asks me
When you will come?
Your daughter loss
All her faith and joy.

I can't see their faces
It's remind me you,
Your love
Chattering before bed to rig up mosquito-curtain
Run after me while going to work!
My heart seems to burst
And blow up with grief...
I miss you at my every step,"Mom"

He was empty before you
Again fall into nothingness
They lost their playmate
I lost my best friend !

Nobody forbids me,
No one says don't do this
The call from back to return soon is vanished
Sometimes i feel so lonely,
My soul intends to cries out
Like a simple child
And pray to you,"Please come back Mom"
If not possible to punish me
Make me cry once !

Aaborta Dey
This poem is based on death of one of my friend's Mom and i feel more love to my parents when i read this.

Copyright © Litan Dey | Year Posted 2013

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Hopes Are Till Alive Today

I don't ask for bed of clouds
My Lord!I don't want respect
I want my home in your poly-form earth
I'm interested to work for those
who work for themselves
I may not be a poet,
Can't write love and funny,
Strong lines with heavy words
I'm happy to be a labor of them

I always write for my greed
To impress readers
Slighted others in the crowds
Hope for more and more expected feedback
More "Glory" in the contest
I always think of me only

There are millions who can't write
Express their feelings,protest and need
They are too needy to buy a pen
I'm wasting ink for "Her"
"Styx" is waiting for me
I will go for swimming
Not to cross;Because i want to be here
To write the 'EPIC' of my family

My Lord!I have misused your words
Mistaken daily for the same
Divert your flow of time
Don't obey your rules
I can't forgive them who loves me
I know You are the Ocean of Forgiveness
But don't burn my home...

I tried to be like you
Kind,true friend
A good father and a flexible husband
I understand,only you are the owner of that virtue
I'm crore miles away from that
The world is hungry for love
Only a few are wasting it
My pocket is full of love
The mentality has not been born to give and share

My brothers are begging and
His father is homeless
All his family members are dying to live
Crying for a seed
I'm unhappy with plateful rice
Forget that they worked for my carrier
I'm one of them...Can't escape from the cruel reality
I want to be happy with their happy ending.

Copyright © Litan Dey | Year Posted 2013

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The Touch Of Happiness

Diluted in the silence
All are enjoying Freshers party
Nobody knows when I go
Sounds were like buzzing fly.

Join wholeheartedly
Sudden attack on my door
Call for dining room.
Many times, many days
They remain suspended in the subconscious
The diet body
Fret with malice
Yet working!
I’m absolutely fit  and jobless here…

Be missing in a hushed monastery
And senility
When I will be hoary like my parents
Who will take care of me?
My parents or my future!

Already lost the drops for them
Only the silent dry pain of heart is left
Senility of me and my parents must be same
I can't remember by no means
what i have done for them!!


Copyright © Litan Dey | Year Posted 2013

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Born Of Beauty

I am afraid of beauty
Everyone loves my softness,
Pink, white body
The shape of my skeleton
Fragrance from pores of skin
They die to sink in it!
My eyes are tired, flow in red every night
I need a deep sleep
But my heart is always watchful
The thought of you threatens me
If I defeat my beauty,
If my skin loses its soft pores
Can the dry pores create a sensual smile!
Would you still love me?
I'm afraid of my beauty
I can not hate myself
No way to escape the truth
Everybody lives their own lives
I am a simple girl
Sometimes melt in love
Love always whispers around me
I failed to fail
No one loves my soul
Now I am afraid of my love!

Copyright © Litan Dey | Year Posted 2013

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I don't have drink
Drink itself have me!
Controls me when i'm out of control
Reduces my stresses
Help to forget you.

I salute alcohol
And hundred-crore times to it's inventor.
Neither wine harmful nor me
Evil is your world...
Life is for what?
Work and work,
Husband,wife and pressures?
Every one treate me as waiter
I have always order...Never give!
Money has purchased my love,
The world of my care.
My friends and relatives is worthly wine
He accept me as what i am
share my woe.
He is in my blood...
I can't leave him and He also

I salute alcohol
And hudred-crore times to it's inventor.

Litan Dey

Copyright © Litan Dey | Year Posted 2013