Moloy Bhattacharya

Freshman - 666 Points (1st Day Of April / Burdwan, West Bengal)

Moloy Bhattacharya Poems

1. Life: A Mystery 6/3/2013
2. Hide And Seek 6/3/2013
3. Morning Message 7/21/2013
4. Apolitical 7/21/2013
5. Jealousy 7/21/2013
6. With You 7/21/2013
7. Lament Of A Departed Soul 7/23/2013
8. Send Off… 7/23/2013
9. Lees Of Life 9/8/2013
10. Break-Up 9/11/2013
11. End Of An Affair 2/11/2014
12. Waste Land 7/3/2014
13. The Girl In Train 9/7/2014
14. The Great Othello Laments 9/7/2014
15. Bacchanalian Immersion 10/13/2014
16. Unique Relation 10/27/2014
17. Song Of Innocence 12/22/2014
18. Red Crabs 3/9/2015
19. Sleep... 5/30/2015
20. The Nightingale And The Rose 6/19/2015
21. The Great English Teacher 8/7/2015
22. The Butcher's Operation 8/7/2015
23. Pangs Of Separation 8/7/2015
24. Modern School Children 8/7/2015
25. The Night Train At Deoli 11/29/2015
26. Ode On Melancholy 12/7/2015
27. Tale Of Life 12/14/2015
28. Silence 2/24/2016
29. Romantic Rhyme 5/2/2016
30. Democracy 5/3/2016
31. Justice 5/25/2016
32. The Nest 8/11/2016
33. Albatross In Allahabad 8/18/2016
34. স্বপ্ন (A Dream) 12/5/2016
35. সম্পর্ক (Relationship) 12/20/2016
36. The Mosquito 2/10/2017
37. The Journey Of Life 2/19/2015
38. To My Coy Mistress 10/13/2014
39. Confession Of An English Opium Eater 1/12/2014
40. Secrets Of Life 9/10/2013
Best Poem of Moloy Bhattacharya

A Forced Marriage

Very bluntly he says
He loves her not
Not even like her.
She is not smart,
Not looks attractive,
A feeling he bears
In his heart for long
For the girl
He is going to marry
He is forced to marry.
For certain criteria
Of her that he likes
He spoke to the girl,
And confessed his secret
As a bow shot from arrow
The innocent girl
Looks at him in surprise.
Both are unknown
To each other
Settling for a life,
Vowed to spend together.
He plays no cupid,
Not inclined to woo her
No hang-outs.
No phone calls.
One by one ...

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Apolitical

A message to the common people
lead a life, teaching to be simple
don't pollute your mind with politics
that can only make you more soporific
reason you find too brittle to hold back
with your all sweet and lovable relation
getting soured bitterly for resorting to escape
from truth you are loath to honestly convey
because now a pawn you are made of

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