Poetry on Art

  Flow of love The love for him, grows within her; With her nurtured sprinkles of care; Just as plants are grown from a delicate bud; With regular watering that makes it hard. That day was special, the one in her heart; When they toured through the river, with humorous flirt; In the presence of the night sky, them and their love; They expressed their feelings, so special for her to rub. She thinks of him every single day, the thoughts of an eternal scene; Picturising herself, him and their little symbol of their love between; The belief that covers her entire mind; Which flows in her eyes, inspite of being blind.                                                                         Written By - Ayan Das Sharma.  Artwork-  Debjit Das.  Date - 31st May, 2021.

  No one Knows  No one knows it's vacant,  The grin that I wear.  The real one is left behind  Since I left you there...  No one realizes I am crying.  They will not see my tears.  At the point when they think I am snickering,  I wish you were here...  No one knows it's difficult.  They imagine that I am solid.  They say it will not slaughter me,  However, I keep thinking about whether they are incorrect...  No one realizes I miss you.  They think I am good to go free,  In any case, I feel like I am bound with chains,  Caught in the secret...  No one realizes I need you.  They figure I can do it all alone,  However, they don't realize I am crying  At the point when I am all alone...    Written by  -  Nayanika Pal.  Artwork -  Sudipta Ghosh.  Date - 21st May, 2021.

Forever  The nights without you seems so dark,  As if the stars in the sky have lost their spark .  Whenever i lost my way in the darkest night Your love has always been the shining light.  You always kept me in the right way,  Without you i dnt know how to stay.  Whenever i am in pain,you make me laugh  To keep me alive, your love is enough .  Whenever i cried ,you wiped out my tears ,  Whenever i am broken ,  You have been the one who cares.  When i was sacred, you hugged me tight  You made me smile, squeezed all the plight.  Whenever i needed  You Have been there holding my hand,  My feelings , my emotions  You only  understand.  Every time you look at me I feel so special ,  Your presence in my life Makes my fantasy real.  So when i say I Love You  Trust me its true,  When i say Forever  Trust me i will never leave you.  I promise i will never break your heart , Ne...

  Waiting For You Perhaps I'm waiting for something  That's never gonna happen ,  The chapters once closed Will never reopen .  Everyone says ,  Waiting is a gesture of Love But for you to come back  May be it is not enough .  I still believe it hasn't ended  Though you have started a new ,  But whenever you look back  you'll find me waiting for you .  Written By - Moumita Kar  Artwork - Sayani Karmakar Date - 4th May, 2021.

  A Cup of Tea She made a cup of tea And poured it out for herself, And above the streaming brew she smiled. Two sweet lumps of sugar fell into The cup. The morning dew falls unrestrained, The morning sun shines unhindered, The birds sing and fly unbothered, The birds are making her feel quite guilty though They're so busy! Not yet ready for the sun, She hide away in the shade. Inhaling the beauty of the garden, So thankful for the trees. They know her and understand She like to be hidden sometimes. She sits there at a small table. Her flowing white skirt, A pair of little, white heels And her hands gently wrapped around the cup. While sipping Tea from the cup, Glossy lips touches the cup Printing the colour of lipstick on the cup. It’s the time she spend for herself Which helps her to begin the day with positivity.     Written By  -Nayanika Pal Artwork - Sayani Karmakar.  Date - 24th April, 2021.

Her Story    Is she lost? Or in search of anything? She lost her feelings. She is sad and happy at same time. She would never complain, Never tell, how she felt She remained quiet, And kept it to herself. She lost the feeling of goodness, For anyone, and even for herself She hate the nights,  When she felt lost and empty, No one to listen to her. She hate the nights Counting the tears, That rush down the eyes To collect upon pillow. The only thing to comfort her  Was her loneliness. And only thing surrounding  Her was loneliness. Is she happy? Everyone asked; She would smile. She would laugh. But deep down she knew,  She was hiding a lie Behind her smile, With lost feelings. Don’t tell her She is beautiful. She is lovely. Until you have seen her scars, Until you seen her scream in pain, Until you have seen her Breaking downs in tears. She thinks, you are  Just like the rest. You will also get sick of her. Her soul is tired, Everything seems to be exhau...

Memories    On his hot summer birthday, in his school; Hearing a sweet voice, he turned back to see a sunkissed face so beautiful; She wished him a happy birthday, shaking his hands; A hot loo blew some dust over them like seabeach's sands; Apart from social media, that was their first meet; And that was his first thought which came to him to on his car's seat; Then his lanes of memory took him to that last scene; The scene in which they bid each other farewell and promising to forget being so mean; Now, years after, let's come to the present, coming out of his summarised thoughts; Even that day was also his birthday, which he enjoyed in his office with some mild shots; Returning home by his car, he stopped by the wet and gloomy road; On the sight of her, with the back of her umbrella she showed; He clicked a picture through the hazy glass in that rainy evening; To fill his empty gallery  hardly of any meaning. Written By : Ayan Das Sharma  Artwork :  Anurupa Ga...