In the dark and shabby room, lies a picture
The portrait of a beautiful girl
Signed by the anonymous
There lay the picture for years

Her fair glow lighted the room
The perfect dame for every groom
She seemed to have been waiting
Was it her end or a new beginning?

The white gown was sparkling
The moon lighted the gathering
Even though it was finally happening
She looked more like in mourning

That perfect beautiful dress
Yet her face failed to impress
The drops from her eyes
Clearly reflected her cries
The picture of a beautiful girl
Alas! A scene always to remember
Behind in a small corner rested him
Silently, peacefully in a black coffin**

-Swarnabh
7/1/14

I hate you
I really do
I hate your black curly hair
Your white glow, Oh! Why are you so fair?
I hate your attitude
I like you, I don’t need your gratitude
Your charm, why is it so irresistible
Love is evol, it’s just terrible
Like a pampered princess you are treated
With impossible demands, you always dominated
Your sweetness melts me every time
Why does your cute names makes my heart rhyme?
Your smile is a dream come true
So much humiliation I endure to satisfy you
Your thoughts are always on my mind
For you till late night I stay online
Like a ***** you stole my heart
For you I keep on trying so hard
Who do you think you are?
Couldn’t you just stayed afar?
You say you don’t love me
But you don’t even leave me
An obedient toy you made me
Purely hypnotized by your beauty
I hate you
I really do
- Swarnabh
8/1/14

Sweet child of mine
Thy time hath come
Fought since thou birth
Thee knew no fear

Categorized as a vigilant
Battled for the country
Wounded in the struggle
For peace and prosperity

Was criticized and mocked
Accused as a rebel
Arrested and even tortured
But thou carried on

Bombed the central parliament
Succeeded but was hanged
Left with a smile
Thou found thy paradise

Love will last long                  
Till goes mine song
Once upon holy time
Fair dame took mine

Left hate for love
That lady like dove
Soft glow bind mine
Love life, good time

They mock mine bard
Alas! They were hard
Thou left, fair girl
Hate mine face ever

Tear drop fell mine
Thee left, rose hell
Lost mine, still bide
Alas! thou hath died

High above in the sky
Like a bird she flies
She watches you all the time
She is the founder of every rhyme
She was there when you took your first step
She was there when you when you made your biggest mistake
She was there when you found the depth
She was there when you cried and wept
High above in the sky
Waiting for none, she just passes by

The second greatest gift from the lord
Who shaped my entire form,
From knowledge to education
You taught me with love and dedication


The subjects I used to hate
You made them my craze,
Like a messiah from above you came
My archaic and savage mind you tamed


I was always a loner and quite serious
But you made me gregarious
When I disobeyed you scolded me so many times
And angrily I would reply back in the same rhyme


For all my past sins I apologize
Today I will make you smile...

The smoke never seems to cease
In it most people decease
We understand it
And yet we don't
People spend their lives
Searching for the will to survive
Until they abandon all hope
And vanish in the smoke
The smoke cloaks our life
To find the smoke we strive
I don't want to live in this life anymore
Haunt me no more
Take me away smoke
I have abandoned all hope