Please Smile Once
if I die today
nothing will be shivered
any where on the surface
none will be shocked
any where on the planet
simply a number would be transferred
for other one
and ultimately the truth
will flap again with the lesson
no where to reach
the ultimate is journey....
Pranab k c
15.05.2012
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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Real Genius
Fanatics are genius
they think themselves
only the wise
on the surface
Lunatics are not away
their strong esteem
thinking their birth right
others can't in the whole planet
Whom do you prefer then
Fanatic OR Lunatic
My choice truly tell you....
The planet becomes overburdened
to keep all such genius
in a single bucket, so...
just hurry
Pranab k c
Edited on 15/09/2012
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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Sunil Ganguly Is Dead
death is an end
end of a global journey
an end of an unfinished book...
Pranab k c
23/10/2012
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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Sad But The Truth Is On
There are too many bold,
Sad but the truth is on.
And too may all-knowing for their teachers.
Sad but the truth is on.
And they say their teachers can't teach,
Or read, or write to them...
On their lowered levels.
Sad but the truth is on.
Sad but the truth is on.
Many never knew about a hug to touch.
Sad but the truth is on.
There's just too many needing loving.
Sad but the truth is on.
And they don't believe a lesson taught to them,
Reveals and begins to grow to show.
Sad but the truth is on.
It's so sad but the truth is on.
It's so sad about the truth!
The truth for so many has gone.
It's so sad to see it...
Nonexisting.
Sad but the truth is on.
It's so sad but the truth is on.
It's sad about the truth,
Today!
For so many that truth is gone.
It's so sad today...
That,
People sit back to watch it too!
Sad but the truth is on.
It's so sad but the truth is on.
Everybody's talking about a fairness.
But nothing there is fair.
Sad but the truth is on.
Sad but the truth is on.
And,
Everything once fair there is gone.
'Cause nothing in the air is fair there!
Everybody's talking about a fairness.
But nothing there is fair.
And,
Everything once fair there is gone.
Because nothing in the air is fair,
There!
Sad but the truth is on.
Sad but the truth is on.
Everything once fair there is gone.
Because nothing in the air is fair,
There!
Sad but the truth is on.
Sad but the truth is on.
It's a long and lonely,
Sentimental journey.
Sad but the truth is on.
Sad but the truth is on.
Sad but the truth is on.
Sad but the truth is on.
It's a long and lonely,
Sentimental journey.
Sad but the truth is on.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Bloody Findings
findings are of no importance
when finder goes beyond
its factual arena
last allocation of deviational query
you made us tempt by your series of failure
and when you achieved its clarity
Oh God, you were nowhere to find out
ultimately findings made you
another object of life
to be claused by query
Pranab k c
Edited on 16.11/2012
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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Havings Are Lost
My Sweet...
havings are lost
simply scratches
you nailed my soul
left its pain
possessing proposed amity
the time
the wind
the crowd
never before
so angry as
winter appears or not
wintering ambiance
the soul cry to leave
to leave the sorrows
it planted morbid enmity
havings are nothing
simply passion of keeping by self
lost its anguish
and the engraved scratches
again howls to hike undone
Pranab k c
18/09/2012
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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Death-Statement
Death has no color at all yet
you the liar
the poet and painter
tried to make me convinced
much colorful journey to anchor
whenever the gossip begins
you cried with enthusiastic arrogance
to simply the eternity infinity
with its gorgeous act to guide the chariot
blunt bogus the orthodox maniac
never tried to catch the origin
by dying you own
words and brushes
many times illustrate
a deep romantic ambiance
as if
death is the destiny to grab
with heroic passion
liar you are
I don't believe you
the poet and painter
you only know the way to
tremendous self-suffering
to enjoy death every moment
actually you don't live
live your ideas...
Pranab k c
03/09/2012
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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Untold Dark To Conceive Light
very close to death
the man who waits for dawn
ringing the bell midnight burns
who knows how far the daybreak
perplexed the clock
would it run with habit
which deserves to be dictator
death dawn time
three limits unlimited
waiting and beyond
wisdom simply the confusion
someone rules by catching low merit
someone bowing obedience
the circus unlimited
man nearing to death
dawn waiting to touch the feet
and poet observes silently
can't speak
can't communicate
simply writes
some senseless words
wish to feed it up by senses
Pranab k c
Edited on 13/10/2012
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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Departing : A Script Nameless
'Your face more precious than my spectacle'-
It was the opening dialogue.
She simply spitted on his face
'My love is more precious than your spit'
She cried aloud and
didn't utter a single
I hear only time echoes 'I hate you, I hate you, I hate'
'If hate be the existing trauma
none could bear ones BIG within'
He returned and threw a stone into the sky......
Pranab k c
Edited on 01/08/2012
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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Offering As An Ignorant
The tune
You tuned
At the time
Of my birth
Cryingly I find
To harmonize
My living
My love
My journey
To make its end
The tune
You tuned
I listen in the wind
The dream sends the signal
Yet the life the present the past
The seeker I ever unrest
Unsettled to synchronize
Me with the chariot
The rein you hold
Yourself yet to path unending
After death
After...after....
The song I have to sung
For the final return!
Pranab k c
21/06/2012
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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Me And The Man
the man arguing bluntly from the morning
many time I told him not I your peace
not I the heat to hit the target most above
the light where resides super imposed beauty
to magnify glory of creation life and dust
the man yet hopeful to help the harpoon
just before it pinning to himself with agony
cluster of sequence never raise before his death
the man more vacant with deepest his pretend
to trust any chief whom graved by night
a liquid tranquil the soul of nothingness
mitigating from morning to ask me a why
perhaps last a man seems to be asked
before drowning in the ocean of time and dark
told him many times you never meet your desire
never fulfilled the lust you felt to mistify
the moments of logging into long horizon
to lost the identity of human whom satan never choose
to flap the flags of eternal morbidity
the man simply arguing from decent to dirt
from achieving to unachieved
from fiction to affinity
and told him currently undone my proposition
for the hunt I never being haunted...
Pranab k c
06/05/2012
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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Best Poem
the best poem
I have ever read
a white sheet
unworded
unspot the child
brought me once
to make a boat
Pranab k c
09/08/2012
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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Undefined Elegy
I.
no matching ever been briefed
simply a sky
young with soothing sun
saluted the pain of departing
a straight road-way pitch-black
never meets any border
encouraged the move to motion
long year-close breathless enclosures
masterly entranced the draconic spatula
scattered its every shape and saliva
yet none to arrange the match
unmatched by its acrylic brights
hanging hard from sky O Sky
the indepth blotting
our plinth and plank
just do nothing
simply afloating a boat
the journey undefined...
II.
the wave unheard
unplanked
the wave origin
white but heavy
blotting and blotting
the pain
the departing
never meets any border
invites the move to motion
alone and world
world but alone
alone the world
blinking battering
banishing depth of divining
the maker of matching to unmatched
fathoms to derive the sky never ends
Pranab k c
19/11/2012
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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Man And Limit
finally he couldn't
the man planned
to commit suicide
to take a step behind
from the top he reached
but why?
the saint told
he knew the limit
Pranab k c
11/08/2012
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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Light Alone Yet Awaits
no definite destination is there
not in the horizon
not in any other hole of space
rushing hurriedly yet all the nerves
your their mine whole the crowd
no one leave a foot-step to anybody
definite is only the grave
our ancestors
your grand grands
high-neck
low-collar
heels
bare feet
arrogant charisma of reining the time
no definite destination to attain
yet nerves are shivering to move at once
where to where my nymph
the child new born
the bread you ploughed in the field
the corns your blood drops
await somewhere a bit away
for a jerk
to diminish the dark forever within the dark
and light alone
just a street-beggar
waiting with coarse hand
who has entered a journey
where destination finds itself to reach him...
Pranab k c
13/02/2012
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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The Nymph quiet not known
such a stroke
you played
in the mandatory over
shit
a cold
I dodged cruelly
to imprint
my footprint
on the board
quiet sure
unnecessary clipping
of such ignited
paraphrase
basically
carries no meaning
not in life
and no actual winning
till today
recorded on the scoreboard
of infinite time-stand
yet I appreciate
your tactical stroke
which made you
much meaningless
to exist...
Pranab k c
02/11/2012
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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Puzzling Alley
I touched her
she shivered
I kissed her
she blushed and warmed
I penetrated
she screamed
Her painful screaming
made me rapist
I raped her
she cummed
I ejaculated within
she calmed as tranquil ocean
she hold me as steerless boat
nowhere to reach
Is it love
Is it death
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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Hetuaght me a lesson
He said he was going to
teach me a lesson.
I needed to no some things.
The lesson was rape.
But he said it was a game.
He said I had to learn sometime.
When he'd finished.
He smiled and said.
This happens to
Stupid little girls
All the time.
I was only teaching you a lesson.
If it was a lesson to learn
It was one well tuaght.
Be weary of who you trust.
For you never can
Read people like a book.
If you could
The world would be safe.
It was a lesson hard learned.
One that still remains today.
Its a lesson that effects me still.
I only wish I could
Of turned and run.
Only when your young
Like that you dont
Really understand.
If I did
I would of ran.
A thousand miles a way.
Out of reach.
And out of harms way.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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See Who I Am
Is It True What They Say
Are We To Blind To Find A Way
Fear Of The Unknown
Cloud Our Hearts Today
Come Into My World
See Through My Eyes
Try To Understand
Don't Wanna Lose What We Have
We've Been Dreaming
For Who Can't Deny
It's The Best Way Of Living
Between The Truth And The Lies
Chorus
See Who I Am
Break Through The Surface
Reach For My Hand
And Shout Out That We Can
Free Your Mind And Find A Way
The World Is In Our Hands
This Is Not The End
Fear Is Withering The Soul
At The Point Of No Return
We Must Be The Change We Wish To See
I'll Come Into Your World
See Through Your Eyes
I'll Try To Understand
Before We Lose What We Have
We Just Can't Stop Believing
Because We Have To Try
We Can Rise Above The Truth And The Lies
Chorus
See Who I Am
Break Through The Surface
Reach For My Hand
And Shout Out That We Can
Free Your Mind And Find A Way
The World Is In Our Hands
See Who I am
Break Through The Surface
Reach For My Hand
And Shout Out That We Can
Free Your Mind And Find A way
The World Is In Our Hands
This Is Not The End
Hear The Silence
Reach Out My Blame
Will Our Strength Remain?
If The Power Rise
Chorus
See Who I Am
Break Through The Surface
Reach For My Hand
And Shout Out That We Can
Free Your Mind And Find A Way
The World Is In Our Hands
See Who I Am
Break Through The Surface
Reach For My Hand
And Shout Out That We Can
Free Your Mind And Find A Way
The World Is In Our Hands
This Is Not The End
song performed by by Within Temptation
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See Who I Am
Is It True What They Say
Are We To Blind To Find A Way
Fear Of The Unknown
Cloud Our Hearts Today
Come Into My World
See Through My Eyes
Try To Understand
Don't Wanna Lose What We Have
We've Been Dreaming
For Who Can't Deny
It's The Best Way Of Living
Between The Truth And The Lies
Chorus
See Who I Am
Break Through The Surface
Reach For My Hand
And Shout Out That We Can
Free Your Mind And Find A Way
The World Is In Our Hands
This Is Not The End
Fear Is Withering The Soul
At The Point Of No Return
We Must Be The Change We Wish To See
I'll Come Into Your World
See Through Your Eyes
I'll Try To Understand
Before We Lose What We Have
We Just Can't Stop Believing
Because We Have To Try
We Can Rise Above The Truth And The Lies
Chorus
See Who I Am
Break Through The Surface
Reach For My Hand
And Shout Out That We Can
Free Your Mind And Find A Way
The World Is In Our Hands
See Who I am
Break Through The Surface
Reach For My Hand
And Shout Out That We Can
Free Your Mind And Find A way
The World Is In Our Hands
This Is Not The End
Hear The Silence
Reach Out My Blame
Will Our Strength Remain?
If The Power Rise
Chorus
See Who I Am
Break Through The Surface
Reach For My Hand
And Shout Out That We Can
Free Your Mind And Find A Way
The World Is In Our Hands
See Who I Am
Break Through The Surface
Reach For My Hand
And Shout Out That We Can
Free Your Mind And Find A Way
The World Is In Our Hands
This Is Not The End
song performed by by Within Temptation
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For Everyone The Life Journey
For everyone the life journey is different though a journey that for all of us must end
Along the way we meet some who do not like us But we also do make many a good friend
And on the journey we learn many lessons we've been learning from life since before we did crawl
And every day we live in life for us a lesson and that applies to you and me and all
And on our life journey we make many mistakes and for every one of them some price to pay
But we must struggle onwards towards the finish and every dawning for us a new day
For many life's road more uphill than downhill it is a hard journey to undertake
We have the good days and we have the bad days and every dawn to a new challenge we wake
Tomorrow is another day they will tell you and tomorrow in it's own good time will come
But tomorrow will not be for everybody today's will be the last sunset for some
For every one of us life's journey is different so different for you as it is for me
And our thinking on most things are quite different we all look at life so very differently
For everyone the life journey has to end sometime but where or when we are not meant to know
For some it will end before they reach their prime years and for some when they are walking slow.
poem by Francis Duggan
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