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		<title>The pain of deadly silence – Poetry from Bengal</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 22 Apr 2022 07:58:37 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>I feel the pain of deadly silence I can&#8217;t move can&#8217;t leave can&#8217;t even live perhaps So I hide Hide within my severe heartache And rest! Suhina Biswasmajumdar is a writer from Kolkata, Bengal. A life-long devotee of Swami Vivekananda, Suhina is against any discrimination. Two significant life-forces propel her – ‘love’ and ‘writing’. Suhina’s &#8230;</p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;"><strong><em>I feel the pain of deadly silence </em></strong></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;"><strong><em>I can&#8217;t move can&#8217;t leave can&#8217;t even live perhaps </em></strong></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;"><strong><em>So I hide</em></strong></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;"><strong><em>Hide within my severe heartache</em></strong></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;"><strong><em>And rest!</em></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;"><em><img decoding="async" class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-2868" src="https://sindhcourier.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/04/Contemporary-World-Literature-Suhina-Biswasmajumdar-Sindh-Courier-150x150.jpg" alt="Contemporary World Literature -Suhina Biswasmajumdar- Sindh Courier" width="150" height="150" />Suhina Biswasmajumdar is a writer from Kolkata, Bengal. A life-long devotee of Swami Vivekananda, Suhina is against any discrimination. Two significant life-forces propel her – ‘love’ and ‘writing’. Suhina’s book ‘Tumi’ (you) and Songs of Silence (A Journey to Love), are collections of her poetic thoughts. </em></span></p>
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<p><span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif; font-size: 36pt;"><strong><em>The pain of deadly silence </em></strong></span></p>
<p><em>On the summer morning I can&#8217;t feel the sun shine</em></p>
<p><em>Never see them playing in my balcony </em></p>
<p><em>But it&#8217;s dark. </em></p>
<p><em> </em></p>
<p><em>In these days what I write </em></p>
<p><em>Are not any reflection of a bright sunny day? </em></p>
<p><em>Just draw from gloomy corners of a human heart </em></p>
<p><em>Not even passionate one </em></p>
<p><em> </em></p>
<p><em>I don&#8217;t want</em></p>
<p><em>Don&#8217;t want to tell any story of shedding tears </em></p>
<p><em>Lament or repent </em></p>
<p><em> </em></p>
<p><em>But</em></p>
<p><em>Now a days only listen such voices </em></p>
<p><em>Whispers of unknown faces </em></p>
<p><em>Coming from nowhere </em></p>
<p><em> </em></p>
<p><em>And</em></p>
<p><em>Feel pain of deadly silence </em></p>
<p><em>I can&#8217;t move can&#8217;t leave can&#8217;t even live perhaps </em></p>
<p><em> </em></p>
<p><em>So I hide</em></p>
<p><em>Hide within my severe heartache</em></p>
<p><em>You ask me not to break and taking </em></p>
<p><em>Rest to take time to realize </em></p>
<p><em>Regain. </em></p>
<p><em> </em></p>
<p><em>I do,</em></p>
<p><em>Desperately try to design another symphony of dancing sunflowers  </em></p>
<p><em>To dream, try hard</em></p>
<p><em>To sleep after those restless nights of nightmare. </em></p>
<p><em>*** </em></p>
<p><span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif; font-size: 36pt;"><strong><em>Factual </em></strong></span></p>
<p><em>No more fear </em></p>
<p><em>No more tears </em></p>
<p><em>No more light and shade</em></p>
<p><em> </em></p>
<p><em>They come n draw</em></p>
<p><em> No blood paints their claw</em></p>
<p><em>But poor grasses are declared as dead.</em></p>
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		<title>Life asks to flow &#8211; A poem from Bengal</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Life asks to flow, follow the same rhythm, rhythm of love and laughter and light. &#160; Life asks to flow I start No more in the labyrinth of my thoughts No more in the darkness of any hellish dreams No more in the ripples of those forgotten waves   Life calls Life flows from his &#8230;</p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino; font-size: 18pt;"><strong><em>Life asks to flow, follow the same rhythm, rhythm of love and laughter and light.</em></strong></span></p>

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				<h4>Suhina Biswasmajumdar</h4>Suhina Biswasmajumdar is a writer from Kolkata, Bengal. A life-long devotee of Swami Vivekananda, Suhina is against any discrimination. Two significant life-forces propel her – ‘love’ and ‘writing’. Suhina’s book ‘Tumi’ (you) and Songs of Silence (A Journey to Love), are collections of her poetic thoughts.
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<p><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino; font-size: 36pt;"><strong><em>Life asks to flow</em></strong></span></p>
<p><em>I start </em></p>
<p><em>No more in the labyrinth of my thoughts </em></p>
<p><em>No more in the darkness of any hellish dreams </em></p>
<p><em>No more in the ripples of those forgotten waves </em></p>
<p><em> </em></p>
<p><em>Life calls </em></p>
<p><em>Life flows from his deep desire to win</em></p>
<p><em>Win over every single game</em></p>
<p><em>No challenge no hurdle no worry ever dare to touch him His undefeated longing&#8230; longing to live a royal life</em></p>
<p><em>A life of a loyal rebel!</em></p>
<p><em> </em></p>
<p><em>Life asks to flow</em></p>
<p><em>Follow the same rhythm </em></p>
<p><em>Rhythm of love and laughter and light</em></p>
<p><em> </em></p>
<p><em>No more tears no more tantrum no more fear </em></p>
<p><em>Just face&#8230;. face the fiends of fairy tales </em></p>
<p><em>Reveal the truth behind</em></p>
<p><em>Review </em></p>
<p><em>And start </em></p>
<p><em> </em></p>
<p><em>Once more life wins over&#8230;.</em></p>
<p><em>Wins over every single play </em></p>
<p><em>And enjoy the victory laps </em></p>
<p><em>We&#8217;re destined to&#8230;.</em></p>
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		<title>An Innocent Night – Poetry from Bengal</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>‘Oh, let us love; it&#8217;s a full moon night’ &#8211; A Poem from book ‘Songs of Silence’ (A Journey to Love) &#160; An Innocent Night Let the river flow if she wants to fly While breeze comes to make her glow Under the dark young sky, &#160; Enjoy the beauty of the ripples It&#8217;s scaring &#8230;</p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">‘Oh, let us love; it&#8217;s a full moon night’ &#8211; A Poem from book ‘Songs of Silence’ (A Journey to Love)</span></p>

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				<h4>Suhina Biswasmajumdar </h4>Suhina Biswasmajumdar is a writer from Kolkata, Bengal. A life-long devotee of Swami Vivekananda, Suhina is against any discrimination. Two significant life-forces propel her – ‘love’ and ‘writing’. Suhina’s book ‘Tumi’ (you) and Songs of Silence (A Journey to Love), are collections of her poetic thoughts.
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<p><span style="font-size: 24pt;"><strong>An Innocent Night</strong></span></p>
<p><em>Let the river flow if she wants to fly</em></p>
<p><em>While breeze comes to make her glow</em></p>
<p><em>Under the dark young sky,</em></p>
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<p><em>Enjoy the beauty of the ripples</em></p>
<p><em>It&#8217;s scaring but bright</em></p>
<p><em>Oh, let us love; it&#8217;s a full moon night.</em></p>
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<p><span style="font-size: 24pt;"><strong>If She Feels  </strong></span></p>
<p><em>Only then</em></p>
<p><em>He comes with his blessings</em></p>
<p><em>With his scepter</em></p>
<p><em>With his sovereignty</em></p>
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<p><em>Just bow</em></p>
<p><em>Close your eyes, feel his presence everywhere of your existence</em></p>
<p><em>Only then realize</em></p>
<p><em>The whole universe reveals the wild truth</em></p>
<p><em>And you like a insane try to kiss his robes</em></p>
<p><em>But</em></p>
<p><em>Where&#8217;s he?</em></p>
<p><em>Nowhere! But in the every corner of your groaning mind</em></p>
<p><em>You never find any more any shade of darkness.</em></p>
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<p><em>Light</em></p>
<p><em>Only light</em></p>
<p><em>Only light blooms</em></p>
<p><em>In your court in your sunken heart</em></p>
<p><em>In your drowsy memories of resentments and&#8230;.</em></p>
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