I am an Engineering Student and writing is my hobby and words are my best friend when I feel myself alone.
I have written what I have perceived from certain incidents happened around me or what I have felt at any moment.
There is no hard feeling in my mind for anyone.
I hope you would enjoy reading them.
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Kumud Ranjan Poems
And The Heaven Cried..
On the street near that lamp post In dirty clothes, scars on face A lean fragile body lives. A bowl, bag and a torn blanket
I Miss You
You are gone from my life, still I miss you a lot my friend Whenever I'd to share anything You heard always my nonsense
the sun was very hot A kid of four was playing outside She jumped and fell down Injured she was, cried
Defeated Love! ! !
Shelly kept waiting for him Dazzling in white fairy dress He didn’t come but She felt cheated, ignored
Why should I care for you?
Why anymore should I care for you? When you don’t love me anymore Why should I waste my time waiting for you? When you won’t come ever to my door
Friend! Even Then For You...
For you I will be always there Standing firmly beside you Even when you won’t need me You’d curse me for my presence
It was past when I used to praise you Close to me you were, loved by me then Had I ever mistaken somewhere? You went away and made my life a hell
A premature death
What he wishes for when he enters the world Of a loving mother who always cares of him What he hopes of when he is mischievous His mother notices it and fills with a gleam
Adieu! ! !
Explanation was lucid but shattering to me Reminders of bygone era haunt as nightmares I stood aghast and vacillated in present Striving to recollect pebbles of memories
They say it does work or not Hasn’t got any way in between Not a belief dwelling in mediocrity It’s like the calm night or sweet dawn
A light in dark
That quiet night dogs were barking A scary dark like demon was haunting Surprised was I, witnessed a light in dark Dim it was, fragile fighting with air
Nowhere till far you were in my sight It was a dark night, horrible and lonely I tried hard to sleep, but I couldn’t Your memories make me paralyzed
Online friend’s are people we never met See pictures with online chats As truth, it is not always same But we grow closer n closer
Love Never Makes You Happy
Love never makes you happy A feeling, kind of insecurity To lose someone, you want to be with An impatience to love someone selflessly
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And The Heaven Cried..
On the street near that lamp post
In dirty clothes, scars on face
A lean fragile body lives.
A bowl, bag and a torn blanket
are what he owns.
Since last three days
Hasn’t he eaten anything
Hunger reflects from his eyes
Night comes, today again
Without bread he comes back
Tears rolls down his eyes
Helpless, he lies on the footway
Starving again today he slept
Again a star falls from sky
A tear drops from heaven…