Alphabet of Silence
By – Parthajit Borah. Burnt heart can’t be smelt,Wan faces can’t be kissedFlying hopes over the heartNever made impractical.Building an arcade to…
By – Parthajit Borah. Burnt heart can’t be smelt,Wan faces can’t be kissedFlying hopes over the heartNever made impractical.Building an arcade to…
1. The proposed 09-08-2018 program was organized after meeting the central Govt. official, Govt. of India by ANSF. So, ANSF invited both…
By- Dr Nunglekpam Premi DeviIndependent Scholar Life isn’t shine bright, happy and smooth;Living’s a dream; rich too materialistic;Weak as poor, downtrodden as…
By- Parthajit Borah If I would know what moonlight wants.I may swing in the cosy womb of Phalguna.Every careful sights often trouble To find…
By-Dr. Nunglekpam Premi DeviIndependent Scholar Nine O’clock; Nine O’clockNot later than nine; come home at nineHurry! Hurry! You should be at nineI…
By:- Parthajit Borah. (A Poetic Congratulation To Hima Das For Her Victory In Finland) A dreeam chaser of age, chases the dreams…
By : Parthajit Borah. A pall of grief darken my soft bosomSprinkling the seeds of Sobing on the cold bank of my…
By- Dr Nunglekpam Premi DeviIndependent Scholar Little is known, still feeling’s so huge;Living through this, life’s an immense pleasure;Nothing’s barring, still going…