Better perceived as local Indian Wordsworth, Ratandeep Sharma was born in Mumbai in the summer of 1969. Born in the third generation of a partition struck family, he has spent most of his childhood in the thick green suburbs of Chotanagpur plateau.
A teacher/councellor from Hazaribag, Jharkhand, his poems and stories is a treat for a literary inclined reader. His poems and stories reflects the essence of life replete with unassuming humor manifesting a deep love for nature and people.
Take my hand and lead the way,
tell me all you want to say.
Whisper softly in my ear,
all those things I want to hear.
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The days were so dark and cold,
so alone and no one to hold.
Never knew what real love was,
Leading a life without any cause.
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I'll cherish you and behold,
Never loosen my strong hold.
Life Passions I will share,
Till last breath I’ll care.
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Rainy days and cold nights,
be with me and hold me tight.
Kiss me and rub my palms,
Let me clasp you in my arms.
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Thoughts in my mind I must confess
You came into my life and I was blessed
My true feelings now I am seeing
You are the essence of my being
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