Author: Somnath Bhattacharjee
Publisher: Somnath Bhattacharjee
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Category : Poetry
Languages : en
Pages : 50
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She will return By – Somnath Bhattacharjee She will return, She will return, As the sea water touches the shore, She will return, As the immigrant birds, Come back to their own land after the summer. She will return, She will return, As I touch her lips and, She drives for more, She will return, As the true lover, Comes back her love. She will return, She will return, As the spring comes after winter, She will return, As the green leaves comes, In the old tree. She will return, She will return, As she is being hurt by staying away, She will return, With the dream of reunion, She will return. She will return, She will return, Even though she says separation, Is what she needs now, She will return, Even though a misunderstanding, Has made a crack in our love. She will return, She will return, As she smiles after hearing my name, She will return, When she will dream about me at night, She will return while daydreaming about me, She will return. One day, we will unite again, The love won’t be faded away, As my lips are sore for not touching her lips, As our lips wants to unite again, One day, we will unite again, This is what the God has written in our destiny, She will return, She will return. She will return, She will return, She knows, the comfort she gets in my arms, She would not get in 1 day’s lover’s arms, She knows the way she can behave as she is in front of me, She cannot behave in front of a new stranger, She will return, She will forgive, As the sun goes down but, It comes up the next morning. She will return, She will return, The lyrics of the poem, Will touch her heart, She will return, without hesitation, She will return, She will return with the curls of her brown hairs, She will return, with the glow of her lips, She will return, with her brown hazelnut eyes. She will sing the song, While thinking about me, She will see people are smoking cigarette, In the smoking smokes, she will see, Even the little smoke, Is capable for make a fog, Which can lead a person to dead. She will see, without her, My life will fall in the fog too, Where the only option for me, Will be, death, But I will still say, ‘I love you’ Even though, I know she will smile, Even though how much her heart is being broken, She will see, she will want, she will return, She will dream, she will talk. She will love, But all after if she returns. One day, she had to cover her emotions from everyone, These days her thoughts gets into my head without telling, One day, she was alone and, Had no one to express her emotions, Now she has me, One day, she was independent, But now, she cannot even spend a day, Without the love. ‘Ok’ She says, Even though I know, ‘Ok’ does not means okay, It’s means a new crack has made on her heart, Probably by me, probably because of my ruthlessness, Probably because I did not listen to her, As I should, Probably because I could have cared a little bit more, I ask for forgiveness, even though I know, One thousand forgiveness letters, won’t fill up the gap, Which has made. I want to tell you, How much I love you, But it is impossible to convey in words, Even though as much as I try to express, If I write how much I love you, All the papers in the world will be ended, If I speak how much I love you, Blood will come out from my tongue, If I sing how much I love you, Infinity among of music will be made. She is beautiful as she is, She knows what she is doing, She knows how her actions are breaking me down, She knows what is going on, She knows my condition, I know how kind she is, I know why she is doing, I know her own actions are breaking her down as well, I know why is that going on, I know her condition, But still, probably saying ‘sorry’ And leaving the matter would be easier. But, would it create any good impact? Probably addressing the issue was more important, Probably rather than trying to looking under her dress, Looking into her eyes, could save the love, Probably I need to say again how much I love her, Probably tears won’t save it, Probably the poem would not make her feel loved anymore, Probably she won’t find herself in the lyrics of the poem anymore, Probably she will just look around while accepting the truth. She cannot, She cannot do it, She cannot run on it, She cannot walk by, The days we spent, The way we shaped each other’s heart, We both know, Now we cannot live without the presence of each other, In each other’s life, Probably we both know, If separation is a option, Then the option is really called death, Neither I nor she would continue the misunderstanding, As we know, the childish misunderstanding, Can create the biggest crack, As she cried last night, not because of my behavior, But because of I said suicidal as a self punishment, As her tears fell from her eyes, As her heart pain last night, As she again understand what can be happen, If we don’t unite, She would not go away, If She could go away, She could not say that, She would take a knife and slit her wrist, If I go and put my hands in the eclectic, She cannot go away, As she knows her destiny, Is to come to me too, I cannot go away too, Because without her love, The life would be colorless, Because she is the one who filled color, In the black and white life. She will return, She will return, Not because she wants, But because of she needs, She will return, She will return, Not because of she thinks, It’s should not be over, But because she knows, She cannot live with the half of her soul alone, She knows the another half of her soul, Is inside me, She knows she has to come to me, She knows she cannot live without me, She knows how much I am afraid of losing her, She knows how I will give up from my life, If she does not walk with me, She knows, how much I love her, She knows how much I want her, She knows, everything about me, I know everything about her, But still one question remaining unanswered, I ask, “Do you still love me?” She will return, She will return, As the sun rises after the long night, She will return, She will return, As she sees we have to unite, She will return, She will return, Seeing our destiny is the same, She will return, She will return, While knowing how much she loves me and how much I love her, She will return, She will return, While knowing I and she, we both cannot live without each other. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I am a drug Addict By – Somnath Bhattacharjee I see, in walls, The NGOs paste posters, Not to be a drug addict, But, I can’t help but drive for it more. The drug I get, is impossible, To be found by others, Not because it’s rare but, Because it’s super rare, That no one can have it but me. The doctors labels thinks as, Dopamine, Morphine and other phines, But my love, for me A to Z, all drugs, Starts and Ends with you, Because the way you look, The kind you are, The way you act, The calm you are, The love you show, Makes me an addict of you. I am addicted of you, Even though I try to control, Whenever I tell to my heart, “It’s enough, don’t fall more” My heart shuts me up, And makes me fall for you more. My love, when I see, There are cracks and I think, “It’s time to end it” My heart slaps me and tells me, “Not to give up but repair the cracks” And that’s why I never go. I understand my heart, That the addicted you made my heart of you, He can never be able to live without you, So you fear to let you go. They say, ‘If you love her, You should let her go’ But my love, If I let you go then, How can I live? If You take away my morphine source, How can I live? If you take away my oxygen, How can I live? If you take away yourself from me, How can I live? My love without you, The rainforest of my heart, Will turn into a deadly desert. The flowers which blooms on it’s highest today, Will be faded away and the leaves, And the leaves will fall down, Without waiting for the autumn. The drug addict, you have made me, Now, neither I can live without you, Nor I can breathe without you. Or, If I do, then it’s not a breathe. But, a plea. I was independent but, Now it’s boring without you, You have stole my heart and, Made me addicted of you and now, I won’t let you go. I know it’s sounds stupid but, I will never let you go from me, I will tied you up with the shackles of love, But, I will never let you go away from me, Because my love, I know, I can’t live without you, But my love, How can I tell you? All the sweet lines of my poems, Ends with the name of yours? Now I am not only a drug addict but, I am the happiest person in the world too. I can be broke, I can be homeless but, I am still the rich, The rich, which makes me happy, Because the drug, I have, Is you, Which can give more love, And more happiness than anything. I not only want you, But my love, I want to be with you, I want to live the beautiful days with you, While probably laying under the trees, On your lap and you caress my hairs, And by your sweet touches, I be the writers of, More thousands poems? They say, ‘I am crazy’, I don’t fight with them, Not even quarrel because, I know that I am being crazy, I am being crazy by your love, But I know, If it’s all what takes to keep your love, Then I am willing to do it. At last now these days, I am happy? Otherwise the other days, The pillows used to be wet with tears. I don’t want to take cheap supplements anymore, Because I know that, I can’t get the love from any supplements, Which I can get from the sweet heart of yours. These days, I fall asleep, while thinking about you, These days, I wake up while thinking about you, These days I live while thinking about you, These days, I smile while thinking about you. Probably, one day, I will beg on my knees, On our wedding day, In front of you, For your hand, To marry you, While thinking about you? Will you say, ‘yes’? Or make me cry for your love? As you always do? When I talk about other girls mistakenly? Probably, I will have to say out loud, That how much I love you, Or paint the whole city and print, That I love you, But yeah, I will never miss a single chance to prove, That how much I love you. And my love, Will you say, ‘Yes’? My drug addiction will never be faded away, I know, Because my love, I know that you will never be faded away from me, Because my love, I know, That you can’t live without me too, But my love when I tell you, “I am a Drug addict” How would you react? And how would you react, When at last I tell you, “The drug I take is you? I am addicted of you?” Probably you will smile, Or you will laugh or giggle, But my love, You are my morphine, You are my drug And I can’t live without my drug, And so yeah, I am a drug addict. No need to take me in clinic, For remove my drug addiction… Just take me in wedding hall with my love, And let me enjoy the drug for forever. "Whispers of the Heart" is a collection of poems of the poem collection series "Love Behind Curtains" written by Somnath Bhattacharjee. The Poem collection is filled with romantic beautiful poems which will touch the hearts of the readers. Read more exciting and Romantic Poems written by Somnath Bhattacharjee.
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