life is like the seasons.

like the scorching sun of the summer
life sometimes grows dull,dry and bitter.
like the torrential monsoon outpour
sorrows make us shed out tear
like the clear autumnal sky and streams
peace and bliss shine in our lives
like the pinching cold of the winter
life becomes unbearably bore.
like the gentle breeze of the spring
life bristles with love that nothing else can bring.

By:-Debasis.

LIFE

LIFE IS A GAME OF CRICKET ;

WITH A FEAR OF BRING A WICKET;

IF U HAVE TO SOUL,

DO NOT START TO HOWL;

IF U ARE SELECTED TO BAT;

ACCEPT IT AS A WAVE OF YOUR HAT;

IF U ARE CAUGHT ;

OR BOWLED OUT FOR A NAUGHT;

THEN DO NOT CRY;

JUST ASK WHY ?

BECAUSE LIFE IS A GAME OF CRICKET;

AND SOMEBODY HAS TO LOSE A WICKET..

FOR SOME ONE.

BEFORE GETTING SOMETHING;

I LOST EVERYTHING;

INSTEAD OF LIGHT;

NIGHT CAME TO MY LIFE;

I LOST HER

BEFORE I DID MEET;

STILL I REMEMBER

HER FRAGRANCE SO SWEET.

its my collections,written by me:-Debasis Pradhan.

DREAMS.

THE DREAMS,THE DREAMS

SOME OF THEM ARE BLACK AND WHITE

THE DREAMS, THE DREAMS

WHICH NEVER KEEP QUIET.

DREAMS COME AND GO

DRIVING SPIRIT HIGH AND SLOW

BUT ONE OF THEM SURE GLOW AND GLOW

THE DREAMS TO BE FREETO FLY AND FLY

LIKE LITTLE BIRDS TO TOUCH THE SKY.

THE DREAMS TO GET RID

FROM PAIN AND SORROW

THE DREAMS TO HAVE

A BEAUTIFUL TOMORROW.

SO LOOK INSIDE

PEEP INTO YOUR DREAM

THEN ROW YOUR BOAT.

ON LIFE’S VAST STREAM.

by:-debasis pradhan.

HISTORY OF LIFE

world is a stage,
life is a drama,
man is an actor,
God is the director;
in the history of love;
lover is the bee;
love is the flower;
in the history of life;
childhood is full of pleasure;
but end of life makes one;
sad and alone.

By:-Debasis Pradhan(bapidebu)

Success

There are many knotty hurdles
In the route of achieving success

But try to subdue your rage
Via razing its excess

Be rapt in your struggle
And judicious in your fight

Thrash about and never be jaded
Until you get its result in light.

Before I die

To feel the pleasure of tears and pain,
To experience the beauty of loss and gain,

To heal the world, to solace the fellows,
To be in solitude, to accompany shadows,

For knotching up my goals, to touch the sky,
Yes…I want to live before I die….