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When I Fell in Love

I was a man of no lyrical thoughts,
Wandering in isolation,
Abstract in everything I sought.

But then I fell in love,
From no purpose,
I transformed into a man to discern of,
My heart started weaving,
Many prose and several verses,
And before I could realize,
I was shining like some pieces of shreds,
Each bit colorful and vibrant,
Each tinge joyful and glee,
And I soared above,
Like some bird,
born to be euphoric and free.

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah


Avoid The Reek

When you depart from someone,
Though it will be rough,
Yet refrain from making it unpleasant,
And abstain those complains,
Detest the blame game.

For when some time in the future,
When you will rekindle your old times,
You don’t want your memories to reek,
For you want it to give you some glee laced charm.

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

The Uncalled Bliss

Everything you say,
Or choose no to say,
And all that you do,
Or choose not to do,
And the love you sometime bestow,
Or wish not to show.

All those posture you assume,
And some stance you don’t,
Takes all my rational thoughts,
And my sane being,
To a world of unknown bliss.

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

Hope beyond Pillage

I often wondered,
After every devastating calamity,
When the tragedy appeared fresh in memory.

And when there was chaos in every scene, Aghast people crippled and appalling,
When grief and mourning clouded ever talk,
And the society came to a grinding halt.

In such adverse times,
How could some cruel mob,
Could have such diabolical plan,
To pillage the community,
And rob such wrecked clan,
The souls who had,
Lost their hope,
How could someone,
Snap their residual dangled rope.
Then you think humanity,
Had found a new low,
And brand it sadly,
As yet another tragic show.

And when all hopes had gone,
To your pleasant surprise,
You see the rise of a new dawn,
The hand had joined together,
To fight the pain,
And souls bonding together,
To ease the bane.

And I wonder again this time with bliss,
There are more good souls,
Than the ones who are evil.

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

The Gnome

Like a gnome she guarded her emotions,
Keeping it buried deep under,
Away from the gaze of any prying eyes.

And waited from time immortal,
Searching for someone,
In some subconscious way,
Who could understand her,
And could hold her subliminal fears,
In his tight fold,
And drift her off,
Away from her entangled world.

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah


Founder your heart with love and blessings,
And thoughts that are wise and pure,
Let it flow out the brim,
And sink you in some endearment laced cove.

Let no iota of space be left,
For any hatred or distress,
And if any extraneous force tries to pique,
Let the force within help it to recede.

Lead me to such a life o lord,
Wrap me in such love laced chord.

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah