Avik Mukherjee   (Avik)
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I just want to write poems in between java codes..😝😝
Joined 5 May 2017


I just want to write poems in between java codes..😝😝
Joined 5 May 2017
7 MAR 2018 AT 12:14


The years have passed by
In the blink of an eye,
Moments of sadness ,
And joy have flown
A broken heart speaks love in every shattered shard,
But the pieces of my heart speak out to you,
the darkness tries to invade and veil my love
I become the candle who melts ,becoming slack
Thousands of beautiful faces,very few beautiful hearts
Diamonds that look so beautiful and shiny ,
But truly,in truth, they are black
People i loved
Have come and have gone
But the world never stopped ,
We all carried on
Life though looks fancy but it is nothing but a ticking clock
Faces do wither with time but not love
Because love is eternal magic that time can never reveal ...
So, there is no perfect time when love can't feel ...
"From a one-sided lover "😜😜...

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6 DEC 2017 AT 15:37

āϤ⧋āĻŽāĻžāϕ⧇ āĻŦ⧁āĻāĻŋāύāĻž āĻĒā§āϰāĻŋ⧟
āĻŦā§‹āĻā§‹āύāĻž āϤ⧁āĻŽāĻŋ āφāĻŽāĻžā§Ÿ

āĻ“āϰāĻŽ āĻŽāύ⧇ āĻšā§Ÿ .....

( āĻĒā§āϰāĻĨāĻŽ āĻŦāĻ•ā§āϤāĻŦā§āϝ āϏāĻ¤ā§āϝāĻŋ
āĻĒāϰ⧇āϰāϟāĻž āφāĻĻ⧌ āύ⧟)
.... (āĻŦā§€āϤāĻļā§āϰāĻĻā§āϧ āĻĒā§āϰ⧇āĻŽāĻŋāĻ• āĻĒā§āϰ⧇āĻŽāĻŋāĻ•āĻžāϰ āĻĒā§āϰāϤāĻŋ)

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28 NOV 2017 AT 21:53

Intense passion
Ignites burning desire
Reveling in the transformation
As two entities melt into one
like the fire spitting from the tip of my lighter
Like the way it feels ever time I write a new chapter
Like when I finally let go of the things that made my mind tear
Like the passion of the girl with the white flower in her hair
Like the green turkish slipper in her legs , they started comparing each other which slipper is looking pretty left or right
But, i know the answer it is all about her legs which reflected the slipper
I caught a glimpse of your alluring eyes
And my spine chills down
If i could i would
course through your veins
Stream into your consciousness
And bask in the warmth of your beating heart
Have you ever met someone so intense
The most intense people cause the most heart break
They can see into your soul with only a glance
And leave you wanting ,one more chance.

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18 NOV 2017 AT 22:55

The celestial space is where minds wander
The constellation of the night sky
Dotted with asterism
Tangled up like two sides join of my shadow near the shade
Light unveils the prettiest sights that the darkness cover
Sit by my side
Talk me through
Talk me about your past
Who cares
I select you
Not your past
Let your sweet breath
caress my swollen eyes
I miss you when you are not holding me tight
You made me realize ,i can't have the sky ,but i can have something pretty close when i look into your eyes.
I am a beast of the night
The nocturnal moon is my call
To summon from sleep
But, then my mind came into place and ask me a simple but profound question
Will you select me too?

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12 NOV 2017 AT 21:29

Saying goodbye
To someone you love
Is like reading last page of a suspense thriller
As the last chapter ends you began to notice how neatly painted it was
You appreciate the joy and even the pain
As you read and thumb through every page
After great pain ,a formal feelings comes
The nerves sit ceremonies ,like tombs
But you ,
Finally understand the moral of the story
You realize certainly this the end of the journey
The last sentence,the last sentence is the most difficult to read
Another great book awaits once you turn the final page
A new level of journey through your mind
Though your mind is ready , your heart got stuck in the old book
you may just discover a new book which is more scintillating than the older one
But, that particular is never replace with anyone(read as anything)

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20 OCT 2017 AT 12:55

āĻŽāĻžāĻā§‡ āĻŽāĻžāĻā§‡ āĻŽāύ⧇ āĻšā§Ÿ āĻœā§€āĻŦāύ āĻŦ⧁āĻāĻŋ āĻŦāĻŋāĻŽāĻžāύāĻŦāĻ¨ā§āĻĻāϰ
āĻāĻ•āĻŦāĻžāϰ āĻĒāĻžā§œāĻŋāĻĻāĻŋāϞ⧇āχ āϏāĻŽāĻ¸ā§āϝāĻž āĻĨ⧇āϕ⧇ āĻŦāĻšā§āĻĻā§‚āϰ
āĻŽāĻžāĻā§‡ āĻŽāĻžāĻā§‡ āĻŽāύ⧇ āĻšā§Ÿ āĻœā§€āĻŦāύ āĻŦ⧁āĻāĻŋ āĻ—āϜāĻĻāĻ¨ā§āϤ⧇ āϤ⧈āϰ⧀ āĻŽāĻŋāύāĻžāϰ
āωāĻĒāϰ⧇ āωāĻ āϞ⧇āχ āύāĻŋāĻšā§‡āϰ āϛ⧋āĻŸā§āϟ āĻĒ⧃āĻĨāĻŋāĻŦā§€ āϏ⧁āĻ¨ā§āĻĻāϰ
āĻŽāĻžāĻā§‡ āĻŽāĻžāĻā§‡ āĻŽāύ⧇ āĻšā§Ÿ āĻœā§€āĻŦāύ āĻŦ⧁āĻāĻŋ āĻŦāĻŋāĻļāĻžāϞ āĻ…āĻ¨ā§āϤāĻšā§€āύ āϏāĻŽā§āĻĻā§āϰ
āύ⧀āϞ āϜāϞ⧇ āĻŽāĻŋāĻļ⧇ āϝāĻžāĻ“ā§ŸāĻž āύāĻ—āϰ⧇āϰ āĻ—āĻ°ā§āϜāύ
āĻŽāĻžāĻā§‡ āĻŽāĻžāĻā§‡ āĻŽāύ⧇ āĻšā§Ÿ āĻœā§€āĻŦāύ āĻŦ⧁āĻāĻŋ āϏāĻžāĻĻāĻž āĻŦāϰāĻĢ
āϰāĻ‚ āϚ⧁āϰāĻŋ āĻ•āϰ⧇ āĻŦāϏ⧇ āφāϛ⧇ āĻŽāĻžāĻĨāĻžāϰ āωāĻĒāϰ
āĻŽāĻžāĻā§‡ āĻŽāĻžāĻā§‡ āĻŽāύ⧇ āĻšā§Ÿ āĻœā§€āĻŦāύ āĻŦ⧁āĻāĻŋ āϏ⧇āχ āĻĒ⧁āϰāĻžāύ⧋ āϤāĻžāύāĻĒ⧁āϰāĻž
āϏ⧁āϰ āĻ“āϠ⧇ āϤāĻŦ⧁ āϕ⧇āύ āϝ⧇ āĻāϤ⧋ āĻŽāύāĻŽāϰāĻž
āĻŽāĻžāĻā§‡ āĻŽāĻžāĻā§‡ āĻŽāύ⧇ āĻšā§Ÿ āĻœā§€āĻŦāύ āĻŦ⧁āĻāĻŋ āĻŦ⧇āĻšāĻžāϞāĻžāϰ āĻŦāĻ¸ā§āϤāĻŋāϤ⧇ āϛ⧋āĻŸā§āϟ āϖ⧇āϞāĻžāϘāϰ
āĻ…āĻŦāĻšā§‡āϞāĻžāχ ,āĻ…āύāĻžāĻĻāϰ⧇ āĻŦā§‡ā§œā§‡ āĻ“āĻ āĻž āĻāĻ• āĻŽāĻŋāĻˇā§āϟāĻŋ āĻ…āĻĨāϚ āĻ•āĻˇā§āĻŸā§‡āϰ āĻļ⧈āĻļāĻŦ
āĻŽāĻžāĻā§‡ āĻŽāĻžāĻā§‡ āĻŽāύ⧇ āĻšā§Ÿ āĻœā§€āĻŦāύ āĻŦ⧁āĻāĻŋ āĻļ⧁āϧ⧁āχ āϏāĻžāĻĢāĻ˛ā§āϝ
āϏāĻžāĻĢāĻ˛ā§āϝ āφāϏāĻŦ⧇ āύāĻŋāĻļā§āϚāχ āϤāĻ–āύ āĻ•āĻŋ āφāϰ āĻœā§€āĻŦāύ āĻĒāĻžāĻļ⧇ āĻĨāĻžāĻ•āĻŦ⧇ ?
āĻŽāĻžāĻā§‡ āĻŽāĻžāĻā§‡ āĻŽāύ⧇ āĻšā§Ÿ āĻœā§€āĻŦāύ āĻŦ⧁āĻāĻŋ āĻļ⧁āϧ⧁āχ āĻŦā§āϝāĻžāĻ­āĻŋāϚāĻžāϰ
āϕ⧇ āϜāĻžāύ⧇ āϕ⧇ āĻ•āĻžāϰ āĻĒāĻžāĻĒ⧇āϰ āĻ­āĻžāĻ—āĻŋāĻĻāĻžāϰ
āĻŽāĻžāĻā§‡ āĻŽāĻžāĻā§‡ āĻŽāύ⧇ āĻšā§Ÿ āĻœā§€āĻŦāύ āĻŦ⧁āĻāĻŋ āĻ…āĻĒā§āϏāϰāĻž
āĻāĻ•āĻŦāĻžāϰ āĻŽāĻŋāĻˇā§āϟāĻŋ āĻšā§‡āϏ⧇ āϤāĻžāĻ•āĻžāϞ⧇āχ āĻœā§€āĻŦāύ āĻšāĻŦ⧇ āϰāĻžāĻŽāϧāύ⧁āϤ⧇ āĻ­āϰāĻž
āĻŽāĻžāĻā§‡ āĻŽāĻžāĻā§‡ āĻŽāύ⧇ āĻšā§Ÿ āĻœā§€āĻŦāύ āĻŦ⧁āĻāĻŋ āϏāĻžāϞāĻ­āĻžāĻĻāϰ āĻĄāĻžāϞāĻŋ
āĻšāĻžāϜāĻžāϰ āĻ¸ā§āĻ•ā§‹ā§ŸāĻžāϰ āĻĢāĻŋāĻŸā§‡āϰ āϘāϰ⧇ āĻĒā§āϝāĻžāϰāĻŋāϏ⧇āϰ āĻĻ⧇āĻ“ā§ŸāĻžāϞ āφāϰ āϞāĻžāĻ—āĻŦ⧇āύāĻž āĻ–āĻžāϞāĻŋ
āĻŽāĻžāĻā§‡ āĻŽāĻžāĻā§‡ āĻŽāύ⧇ āĻšā§Ÿ āĻœā§€āĻŦāύ āĻŦ⧁āĻāĻŋ āĻļ⧁āϧ⧁āχ āĻļ⧃āĻ™ā§āĻ–āϞāĻž
āύāĻŋ⧟āĻŽ āφāϰ āĻ…āύāĻŋ⧟āĻŽā§‡āϰ āĻŽāĻžāĻā§‡ āĻļāĻŦā§āĻĻāϟāĻžāχ āφāϜ āĻ…āϧāϰāĻž
āĻŽāĻžāĻā§‡ āĻŽāĻžāĻā§‡ āĻŽāύ⧇ āĻšā§Ÿ āĻœā§€āĻŦāύ āĻŦ⧁āĻāĻŋ āĻĒ⧁āϰ⧋āϟāĻžāχ āĻĢāĻžāρāĻ•āĻŋ
āĻ°ā§Ÿā§‡āϛ⧇ āϏāĻŦāχ āϤāĻžāĻ“ āϕ⧋āĻĨāĻžā§Ÿ āϝ⧇āύ āĻ…āύ⧇āĻ• āĻ•āĻŋāϛ⧁ āĻŦāĻžāĻ•āĻŋ

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21 AUG 2017 AT 22:57

āĻœā§€āĻŦāύ āύāĻžāĻ•āĻŋ āĻŽā§āĻ– āĻšā§‹āϰāĻž
āĻ¸ā§āĻŦāĻĒā§āύ āϗ⧁āϞ⧋āĻ“ āϘ⧁āύ āϧāϰāĻž
āĻ°ā§Ÿā§‡āĻ›āĻŋ āφāĻŽāĻŋ āϤ⧋āĻŽāĻžāϰ āϏāĻžāĻĨ⧇
āφāϏāϞ⧇ āĻŽāĻŋāĻļ⧇ āϗ⧇āĻ›āĻŋ āϚ⧁āϰāĻŋ āĻ•āϰāĻž āĻ•āĻ•ā§āώāĻĒāĻĨ⧇
āĻĒāĻžāĻļ āĻĢāĻŋāϰ⧇ āĻļā§ā§Ÿā§‡ āĻĨāĻžāĻ•āĻž āĻŽāĻžāύ⧁āώāϟāĻž
āĻāĻ•āχ āĻ›āĻžāĻĻ, āĻāĻ•āχ āĻĻ⧇āĻ“ā§ŸāĻžāϞ ,āĻāĻ•āχ āϘāϰ āϤāĻŦ⧁āĻ“ āĻ…āĻ¨ā§āϝ āĻŦāĻžā§œāĻŋ
āĻ–ā§‹āρāĻĒāĻž āϖ⧁āϞ⧇āχ āĻĻ⧇āĻ–āĻŋ āĻĒāĻžāĻ˛ā§āĻŸā§‡ āĻ—āĻžāϛ⧇ āĻŽā§āĻ–
āϭ⧁āϞ āĻšā§Ÿā§‡āϛ⧇ āϚāĻŋāύāϤ⧇
āĻ…āĻ­āĻŋāύ⧟ āϚāϞ⧇ āύāĻŋāĻœā§‡āϰ āĻ…āϜāĻžāĻ¨ā§āϤ⧇
āĻŽā§ƒāϤ āύāĻĻā§€āϰ āĻļ⧇āώ āϧāĻžāĻĒ⧇
āĻĒāĻžāĻ˛ā§āĻŸā§‡ āϝāĻžā§Ÿ āϰ⧂āĻĒ
āϏ⧇āĻ“ āĻŦā§‹āϧāĻšā§Ÿ āĻ—āϤāĻŋ āĻšāĻžāϰāĻŋā§Ÿā§‡ āφāĻŽāĻžāϰāĻŋ āĻŽāϤ⧋ āύāĻŋāĻļā§āϚ⧁āĻĒ .

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11 AUG 2017 AT 12:50

āϤ⧁āχ āϚāϞ⧇ āϗ⧇āĻ›āĻŋāϏ āĻŦāĻšā§ āĻĻā§‚āϰ⧇
āĻāĻ•āϞāĻž āφāĻŽāĻŋ āĻ­āĻžāϞ⧋ āύ⧇āχ āϤ⧋āϕ⧇ āĻ›ā§‡ā§œā§‡
āĻ…āĻ¨ā§āϤāĻŽāĻŋāϞ āĻ–ā§‹āρāϜāĻžāϰ āĻšā§‡āĻˇā§āϟāĻžā§Ÿ
āĻœā§€āĻŦāύ āĻšā§Ÿā§‡āϛ⧇ āĻ›āĻžā§œāĻ–āĻžāϰ
āĻĢ⧇āϰāĻŦāĻžāϰ āĻĻ⧁āσāϏāĻžāĻšāϏ āĻ•āϰāĻŋāύāĻŋ āϕ⧋āύ⧋āĻĻāĻŋāύ
āϜāĻžāύāĻŋ āĻŽāύāĻ–āĻžāϰāĻžāĻĒ āĻ“ āĻ…āĻ—ā§‹āĻ›āĻžāϞ⧋ āĻšāĻŦ⧇ āĻāĻ•āĻĻāĻŋāύ
āĻœā§€āĻŦāύ āĻšāĻŦ⧇ āĻāĻžāĻĒāϏāĻž
āĻŽāϞāĻŋāύ āĻšāĻŦāĻŋ āϤ⧁āχāĻ“
āĻšāĻžāϰāĻŋā§Ÿā§‡ āϝāĻžāĻŦāĻŋ āĻ¸ā§āĻŽā§ƒāϤāĻŋāϰ āĻ…āĻ¨ā§āϤāϰāĻžāϞ⧇
āĻšāĻžāϰāĻžāύ⧋āϰ āφāϗ⧇ āĻĢāĻŋāϰ⧇ āφāϏāĻŋāϏ
āĻāĻ•āĻŦāĻžāϰ
āĻāϏ⧇ āϤāĻžāĻ•āĻŋā§Ÿā§‡ āĻĻ⧇āĻ–āĻŋāϏ
āφāĻŽāĻžāϰ āĻ†ā§ŸāύāĻžā§Ÿ āφāĻŽāĻŋ āĻŦ⧇āρāĻšā§‡ āφāĻ›āĻŋ āĻ•āĻŋ āĻ•āϰ⧇ āϤ⧋āϕ⧇ āĻ›ā§‡ā§œā§‡?

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10 AUG 2017 AT 20:28

(In a library)
Two books exchanged and also their ideas of love.
(after twenty years )
Same two books exchanged but this time the "letter" is in the front page not in the last.
(He is not going to repeat his papa's unforgettable mistake)

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8 AUG 2017 AT 22:35

Your mind is like the ocean
a constant wave of emotion
Your eyes are like the ocean
I want to drown
Full heart to full heart
Clear quiet mind to clear quiet mind
ocean to ocean
Blossoming with light
The pink lotus
Take me away
Envelope me in your waves
Wash me away from the shore
Freeze me
Numb my pain
Let me drown
In your vastness
I don't know what is good or bad
Just want to sink
To the bottom of the ocean
It whispers in my ears
"Come to me darling,you've only known few "
A temptation , you feel no choice
for a second it was a storm of hate crashing out
Now it is a calm tide of love surfacing about
Your mind is never ending complexity
I own it - yet struggle to control it
It is drowning in emotion
It is struggling to keep afloat
But now i will bathe in the undisputed unknown.

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