Moloy Bhattacharya

Rookie - 193 Points (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. To My Stolen Bike 10/14/2014
17. Unique Relation 10/27/2014
18. Song Of Innocence 12/22/2014
19. Red Crabs 3/9/2015
20. Sleep... 5/30/2015
21. The Nightingale And The Rose 6/19/2015
22. The Great English Teacher 8/7/2015
23. The Butcher's Operation 8/7/2015
24. Pangs Of Separation 8/7/2015
25. Modern School Children 8/7/2015
26. The Journey Of Life 2/19/2015
27. To My Coy Mistress 10/13/2014
28. Confession Of An English Opium Eater 1/12/2014
29. Secrets Of Life 9/10/2013
30. Arnab Goswami 10/11/2014
31. Mamata Banerjee 10/16/2014
32. The Plight Of A Married Lady 3/3/2015
33. Death Of A Poet 10/20/2014
34. The Old Man And The Sea 3/12/2015
35. Forgotten Rabindranath Tagore 7/23/2013
36. Arranged Marriage 5/21/2013
37. A Forced Marriage 2/16/2015
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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Life: A Mystery

He searches for beauty, only finds despair

He craves for love but gets loathing

He peruses for knowledge, flees his sanity

Dies to remain happy, peeps sadness timely

Life has beauty, yet it is scarce beautiful

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