Sunday, 12 July 2015


I kept standing at your closed door
With a bouquet in my hand

I kept knocking at your locked heart
With a humble and modest desire

My heart was was heavy with burden of your thoughts
Not that i knew that yours wasn't

I committed this sin, of fancying you
While for you it's just annoyance

I keep telling the world, my pathetic story
I earn a thousand pity, i write allegory

I pretend i'm the one, who bore the most pain
Out in the lonely miserable universe

You keep telling the world, "he's just a rat,
Chasing me all the way, like a creepy old cat."

So i am now shown my own place,
At the dirty little corner no one can find a trace

I've thrown away the desire, the erotic tales
That i harbored with care, waiting to unveil

The roses are gone, they're rotting in drove
They're cursed by me, my unrequited love.

---With (No)Love , SDR

Sunday, 5 July 2015


Come each afternoon, I look out of the window
For the sign of your blue veil, dangling off your shoulder

It reminds me of the waves,  the infinite power source
As you hold the key to my life, providing me the drops of it

As you walk over the green, they feel blessed by you
For each movement of you is surreal, reminds me of deity

To your child-like mellifluous giggle, everything else seems noise
I desire you could do the same to me, with your lips so close to my ears

I wish you could sit beside me, so I could gaze upon you
I could feel the brightness of your skin, to my hearts content

I wish you were so close to me, that I could feel your breath
That our cheeks could collide, and let our lips do the dive

Your thoughts are so complicated, so as I never get a guage
If I could bury my face in your heart, to see what's inside...

But I lose my way to your heart, as your softness makes me numb
I could hardly open my eyes, I've found the brightest corner in the dark

As I wrap my hands around you, your fragrance makes me crazy
I wish my heart was to my right, so it could synchronize with yours

Wish I could explore all about you, the depths and valleys that you possess
But you're so deep and vast, you're infinite, as if I'm lost in nature itself

But I'm not lost, though I want to be, I'm still here at my window,
Waiting on your trail, as thirsty as ever, as you'll be my mirage forever....


Sunday, 14 June 2015


Just after the rise of the sun
The smile of yours fills my eyes
Just before the end of the day
I long for your glimpse, at bay

Just before the stars twinkle
Your smooth cheeks does that for me
Just after the first bird tweets
I long for your voice so sweet

Just after the red rose blooms
Your lips start to resemble it
Just before butterflies fly
You spread your wings to see me by

Just before the darkness prevails
You are the light of my life
Just before I break down in tears
It's your thought that I can't anymore bear

Just before my heart runs out
I would love to be touched by you
Just after I learn you're a dream
I'll sleep for eternity, I'd stop its scream.

Sunday, 7 June 2015


My hopes are about to die
My heart is all but crippled
With an ominous looking sky,
My spirit is totally shackled.

I've tried very hard to cope
Trying to to forget all my heartache
I could go no far but mope
I've failed to balm on my mistake

All the wishful treasures that I had
To touch others' life with my love
I've locked the doors with a thud
There's only a useless heap of trove.

I had desired a life full of bliss
Where scope of a smile was adamant
It was a dreadful task to accomplish
The poisonous pursuit made me broken, malignant.

I'm still alive with dead cold heart
Unable to feel or to try to reinvent
Deep down I know, what little I have left
It's living with myself, my own bereavement.

--Suman Dutta Roy

Tuesday, 26 May 2015


I keep on burning my eyes
With the illusive light of hope
It's merely real, free of all vice
But it's something I'll never be able to cope

I can't stop measuring your trail
Lining up the smallest grains of sand
I'm clueless how your impressions on grass prevail
I can feel the softness of your feet with my hand

I keep researching with your trail left behind
Running out of variables for my equations to bind
I may fail again to predict a glimpse of you
It's rather easy to be lost in your impressions' view

I'll always remember the scent of our intimacy,
It might be able to show me the way towards you
But  your fragrance is so intoxicating to me
It keeps me getting back to your fantasy

I'm inveterate with the warmth of your body,
With the untraceable curves and endless cusps
I might not be able to solve their mystery,
I'll  just be sank into the god's own craft

Sometimes I wonder what are all these
A spell, an enchantment, a deadly conspiracy
Devised by you to keep you with me
While still keeping yourself away..

-----BY S.D.R. ..........:)