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Sanjay Karmakar Poem
Weaving honesty and dedication
the sun or the moon or the poet
die to gone.
Why to flood with tears
they will come soon, after the hush
they will come to glitter
there.
You can get nothing in cry
just believe that the end of the night
the end of the grief
thy.
The songs has being sung since long
the inspiration; one should pay
garlands. Genuflect to
lend.
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Blinking my eyes; tears to rain
piercing my heart again and
again.
Hopes though dim
my soul yearns to love floating on
fairy fins.
Getting awake after acute ached
core of liking are flying
Wearing a robe irk and igniting
fantasy to
win.
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The soil of our village is truly pure in its divine form
the God has created it to keep us all in affection.
he has enriched it with the fruits & vegetables,
farm house with the farmer;
all the hours to serve us food & safety superior.
We are blessed to born here mingle with the soil
we think simple and live in harmony at all
we hold each other in our soul in time of pain and sorrow
we are blessed with greenery and generous air although.
Our birth and and the act is in the yard of Parijat in heaven
happily in the mud of the village all we live in
O mother, your heavenly bliss in your gentle shade
we are pride in your beauty that the God has made.
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Where thousands and lakhs of proletarian are
wandering at the streets for alms of food;
They have no shelters of their own and lives on the roads;
How could such a country
could think to won the space
Mars and moon!
Here, I can hear the cry of these people in all direction
they are so poor and neglected and deprived one
the country is doing none but
spending a lot, to bear the load of
space organization.
What an amazing country it is! ;
The division of caste and creed are huge here
they are fighting each other.
Tears are flowing like flood
in that war of blood.
And the proletarians are shouting in pain
for food a grain.
Evils are dominating the society
depression engulfs the equality;
and there are no peace and
tranquility.
No one wants to ride the moon
they want to have the food.
If you can give an alms of it
and a little roof to live
upon their head.
If you can, give them a little clothing
for you which is old and
ruined.
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Bangla is virtuous; Bangla is my mom
It is enlightens with the suns glory
End of all dark here, delights at
Morn.
We awaken with the sweet melodious bird’s song
Here the river flows in full swing
Towards the Bay of Bengal.
We are successful in each and every field
Either in work, in religion or the tongue
To deal in.
We are as soft as the moon
Love of flavors to
Bloom.
Lakhs of martyrs, poured their blood for
The freedom of language
We never forgot Salam, Rafic and Jabbar
We feel proud for all
These.
We are rich in greenery and the environment
We are rich in humanity, we are happy and
Sing the song, the glory of mom
Each and every
Moment.
We are rigorous in Justice, the world is watching
Sixteen, those who were involved in the rape
All is sentenced to
Hanging.
Where can you get such a country!
We are proud with our glorious mom,
We are brilliant with the gleam of
Homeland.
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The soul of an woman is bigger than the sky and the sea
radiance of her heart is much more sweet than moonshing.
There is no limit to her glories
abundant compassion to nourish,
in every corner of world the civilized people, why do they humiliating ??
It is the holy place how do you think her as a product!!
her sympathy is supreme than the sky and sea and the God in fact.
Greatness is her ornaments
lotus is her eye to paints,
the land of tenderness; why are you touching with poison to contact ??
She is essential and she is the flame of life
it's impossible to sprout a germ without an wife
She is variant in love and passion
in service of race and the nation,
why torture her, why do you keep her in tip of sharp knife??
She is the Goddess and her words are the wave of ocean
sky lies in the lap of her pigtails as she is much more than,
her brightness is as bright as autumn
divine is her virtues in race of human,
Keep her in love, caress thee, don't fight but be a fan.
She is huge in form of incarnation and carries infallible arms in hand
the world is her creation and she carries the message of destiny of that land
she destroys in such form
sin and the sinners in storm,
worship the Goddess Chandi ; She is the destroyer she can buried you in sand.
In your land of sin light of fames are shedding
Chandi has broken out in rage and wishing war to bring,
her fierce rage will destroy all
the stars of the life will fall,
she is going to destroy her creation; each and everything.
Women are awakening be alert and sing; come down soon
our evil acts has reached at the edge by virtue of that incarnation
worship her to calm her down
we are already late clown,
today we are on the edge of the abyss; don't be bad thereon.
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Though a prolonged hush and bush of yearn
somebody done, makes it possible in
turn.
This is the sound of life, the sound of victory
Do not lose in the bend; Stunned
In run.
Those who, don't have the experience of whiling
how could they sing the humanity to their
wing!
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"The prayer"
It was the time when the God almighty
Took rest for a while after creation of
The wonderful world filled in
All the necessity of survival.
Each and everything was
Very accurate and punctual.
He wished to pour the sea of happiness
Into this marvelous creation.
Then the delightful form of life sprouts
By and his divine power of creation.
Though all the virtue he was given into the life shoot,
But in absence of his guidance
All goes to vain.
Having empowered to regulate the societies, the human
Formed the inequalities in their societies
Utilizing their greed and power,
They became as like as the giant.
Oh my lord, why do you leave the earth for a while?
When a moment to you is likely
Crore and crores of years and
Within such an anomalies why are you
Given me such like a soft heart, My lord, and
Engaged me to sing the song of humanity?
Why my lord, why?
I could hardly bear the pain and sorrow
And the great misery of the people here.
I have taken the monasticism, as you wish to,
To spread your divine knowledge
Towards the world entire.
Now I would like to pray to you, my lord
To be kind enough to the human race
And let them come into humanity.
Please apply your divine power to them.
Please my lord, please.
Please let the world to come into peace and
Tranquility.
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Oh my lord, you are endless in your creation.
You create and destruct things
In due course of time.
You are the creator as well as the end of all.
You are indifferent in all.
Countless of your creation
In the stream of time
And the destruction as well.
The world and all its belongings
Created for just a while and
Will be destructed all and entirely
By some periods but
They are so muh ignorant that
They think themselves as supreme and
An eternal factor of the universe.
They are the poorest in poor
In their wisdom.
The world is nothing but a bubble and
It will be vanished
In due course of time.
It has been formed and destructed by
Millions of times.
The globe we reside in
Will also be vanished.
It is nothing but the ignorance that
We the human think ourselves supreme
In this intermediate period.
The time the world exist is
Just a while in comparisn
To eternal period.
It will be ended up soon.
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“The waves of the clouds”
The waves of the clouds are huge now
My heart and soul are also undulate
In the great rhythm of
love.
I got spellbound with the marvelous
Red colour of the clouds seems like blood.
The scenario overwhelmed my heart and soul
With the acute feelings of love and
You have come to my heart and soul
With great remembrance and I feel
Thy should come in my life
To make a heavenly home
today.
I sink down into the sea of love.
Oh merry! Please join in me
Please let me get the fragrance of
Our lovely deeds of
love.
Please please please come and
Bind me into you.
I will keep you in my heart and soul and
Worship the love and love
only.
Both we will sing the song of love and will
Spread message of love throughout the
World ,at present which is
weeping.
We both will work for them to remove
Their misery with the tune of
Love.
Besides all the pains and sorrow
Today it seems that all are laughing and
I also come in calmness after a long
Period.
So, this is the day we should blend in
Each other and start spreading the
Message of love towards the
Restless world.
We should, we should, my darling,
We would be the example of love
In this world.
All the world will learn what is the
Meaning of love?
The God almighty will also be
Amazed with such a heavenly love
And our work towards suffering
Humanity,
And will praise you.
And I will get chance to rebuke him.
Let us show him our strength
And dedication so that he would be
Compelled to think of us
How much strong
We are............!
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