It takes a spirit of great valour
and a heart full of anguish
to fly with broken wings.-
How vague this emptiness is✩
that confines
reminiscence
in it's core,
Emptiness,filled
with bliss & anguish
that lingered in
the days of yore★-
"Feelings "
(written by -Prasenjit Chanda )
Yes ,I am unworthy -
I take ten cigarettes in a day
And devoted in humble lay ,
Yes, I am unworthy -
I couldn't respond thy call
And let your cry to knoll ,
Refusing thy love -
I am now unwanted
Perish me my lord
Let her wish be granted.
(23/11/2018)
-
Prefer finding solace
in distance and not
anguish in proximity,
because separating
from them is easier
than losing self.-
"Desdemona to Othello "
(Othello accused Desdemona of being unfaithful to him and burst out of the room. Desdemona desired her attendant to make her bed. Before she retired to her bed she had written this letter to Othello).
O lord, what hath puddled thy spirit
To accuse me for infidelity!....
Doth thou forget I judge thy mind
Beyond complexion and felicity.
Is there an immediate call from Venice?
Or jealousy converted thy noble mind!
If not so, let me minister thee and
Let our hearts to be once more bind.
Let thy touch bestow the bliss,
Let thy story be devour my ears
O lord, do listen my last entreaty!
Let me die in my solitary tears.
(written by -Prasenjit Chanda....an imaginative creation)
24/10/2018
-
"Contrary "
It's thy stupidity boy
To appease the alluring beauty,
And converted the rose into a killer
And nightingale died for unrequited love;
And the rose tramped by haughty beauty.
Even the God became a lamb
To bring love in the world,
Sacrificed own life for us
Hath the love come?
Nay.......
Love is nothing but anguish
Love is forbidden.
.....composed by,
Prasenjit Chanda
13/09/2018
-
Pyaar itna hai usse mujhse, ke khud ruthne par bhi mujhe manane aata hai woh
-
And word by word , the ink spilled out the hidden anguish suffocating the body !
-
I don't even have the power to describe the anguish when you reflect your insecurities on me.
-