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Time

by

Arnab De



For a thousand years have I roamed the face of this earth,
From the pyramids to the kings of Babylon - everywhere have I been,
In front of me the Trojans perished, Christ took birth,
From the dark nights of Ceylon to the Rising Sun - everything have I seen.
This is a tired heart in this sea full of men -
She gave me a momentís peace - Miss Leena Sen.

Her hair, like those delicate nights of Arabia playing wanton gambols with the wind -
Her face, like the curves of Ellora lit by two stars;
For like Sindabad in the sea amongst all blue had seen some green -
Like that in utter darkness I have found her.
She asked me, "Where were you since then?"
Like a bird out of nest, Miss Leena Sen.

At the end of day, with soft whispers arrives the night -
The vulture rests its wings so warm;
Only the nightingale sings on in the fireflyís light -
Life rests now in the sea of calm.
All birds coma home, all rivers - even men
Only darkness lives on and Leena Sen.


A glance of Bengali

by

Arnab De

Her face was innocently hung, in the Garden of Eden;
Where wild horses from Persia rested awhile,
Time ceased to fly, fantasies stopped;
As a young Bedouinís eyes, found his moment.

The sun softens the dew; itís below her eyes;
As a thousand wolves wait, for a drop of bliss
If feelings had wings, words or otherwise_
To grace the mystery in the dimple of the cheeks

Blues drape her, in the enchants of a saree,
Two hands of Venus, a marvelous bow of lips_
Two eyes that keep a watch with the bow of her lips
A ray of smile, a whisper of Bengali;

And thus we sketch, in romance, love and India..
A glance of Bengali, and Rituparna!

Beautiful Melancholy; Muted Beauty

by

Arnab De

Beautiful Melancholy; Muted Beauty!
Lovers fight, lines fly
Birds choke, flowers die_

Beautiful Melancholy; Muted Beauty!
A tempest of hate, shattered worlds
Colors fade, lost words_

Beautiful Melancholy; Muted Beauty!
Are you listening?
Mon Ami

Diamonds in the sky

by

Arnab De

Get those diamonds rolling guys,
Donít hide behind those velvet skies_
They are for me, for you and them
Why wait for it until we die?
Those diamonds are for all of us for free_..

Get that rainbow to my house,
Why keep it there beyond my reach!
Why stare at it from motel rooms,
Or standing there on golden beach?
Weíll feel those rainbows with our hands and see_.

And get your God in front of me,
Donít whisper wisdom here around_
Why hazy bluish mystery,
Come up and speak up here aloud!!
Get your God for me and Mon Ami_.

Love is all you need

by

Arnab De

The sky is crying,
Incessantly;
She must be so sad,
Yet men donít see!!

But amidst all the tears,
The grass is green indeed;
Well, love is all we have
And love is all you need!!

A moment called Taj Mahal

by

Arnab De

A lazy night strolled by with her question
What if there was no Taj Mahal?
India would still be beautiful,
With lumps of white marble!

And so I lay back as hours flew past
What if I lost her moments and words?
The canter of time would still be felt,
And not a letter would be lost...

But beauty is not in time, rocks or any other...
A wonder is a moment, when his curve fits her
For what good is a language with no rhyme,
Or a venomous tumor called vacuous time?

In the images of a million Taj, you are my monument;
In our journey with time, let us count our moments...

My Echo

by

Arnab De

My reflections realize my identity,
Staring in disbelief
Is this me?
Even I barely know my self these days.

The joy of loneliness has
Chased away my sleep...
Solitude in the midst of 30,000 people...
A divine company so deep!

Will I again need the exhilaration of
Carefree competition in a whisky bar?
In the midst of solemn intoxication,
My heart has found an answer.

As the lovely moon unveils her beauty...
I think I have found her; Ri!!

Passion of a pen

by

Arnab De

For what is a life led sinless and pure?
To fight and march, and be so sure!

A few lines are called commandments,
That we rush to follow;
A just God would allow more dissent,
And allow us to know!

I shall be free to do what I like,
So what is love without pleasure?
If all we needed was love,
Then the more the better.

So, give me the passion of a pen
And allow me to sin again and again!

All day and night!

by

Arnab De

I met her some day,
Suddenly,
Then we whispered some things,
Donít ask me_

She then appeared,
Gradually,
A few moments we shared,
She looked at me_

Her hair adorned her eyes,
Her cheeks so flushed,
My Cinderella was born,
I feel in love_

Every whisper,
Every prayer,
Every note she played,
Every second we spent,
Lives in me forever!

I was one,
Now, I am two...
Thus let it be,
Forever true!

If I was a poet honey,
Love songs would I write,
But for now I will dream,
All day and night!

Infatuated admirer

by

Arnab De

My dearest Ri,

I am your helplessly impassioned fan,
An infatuated admirer
I shall gladly bear this sweet malady,
Forever!

If words can express what epics can't,
And rhymes can ring divinity
In your lap will I lie to whisper in love
My dear Ri!

An ode to a wound

by

Arnab De

If only you came to hear, came to hear how I talk
My wound would sing to you, this love dialogue_

My lip is a love line; my tears are its letters
Life is a sad shame tonight_
If you want to hear an ode, an ode from the heart
Come and see me cry_
If only you came to see, came to see how I feel
You would find a wound, a wound none can heal!

A wound I nurse with tears, but tears hurt
A hurt the world will not see_
For I will steal its sight, with my smile
The woundís for you and me_
If only you came to see, came to see how I look
I could win every casino, but to you I will lose

And in the casino of life, I gambled my fate
My fortune was passionate love_
And I made love, all night I played
As the stars blazed above
If only you came to see, came to see how I live
You would cherish a love, you could not believe!

This love I canít sell, for all men are poor
They refuse to simmer like me_
But what good is life, if love canít endure
A bleeding eternity!
If only you came to hear, came to hear how I talk
My wound would sing to you, this love dialogue_

If only you came to hear, came to hear how I talk
My wound would sing to you, this love dialogue_

Caress these ten lines

by

Arnab De

Caress this song, make it timeless;
Come sing along; in all our days

Age does not matter, itís mostly a lie
We are all together; after we die

For all I desire; is your sweet mind
And your loving smile; to help unwind

So step into my door; and kiss me
For both to adore, a sweet victory

My words belong; to an empty space
Caress this song; grant it your grace_

For an American Friend

by

Arnab De

America is as great as...
a crystal of history,
an essence of philosophy,
or simply...
the guitar of Elvis,
Only some out here are blissfully ignorant,
While miles away,
Its pure bliss !!

It was indeed a pleasure,
to have met you,
in this land so far...
Just to let you know that I'll treasure,
A friend
Forever.

Basu wanted to be a cloud

by

Arnab De

Basu was my friend,
We were in the same school_
He was late everyday, it was sad!
When he was asked to answer,
He gazed like an aberration_
I felt so bad!

Most of us wanted to be a professor, a doctor, perhaps a lawyer!
Basu wanted none of these_
He wanted to be a cloud!
That would be content with the chirps of the birds,
Or just float aimlessly, and sometimes_
Thunder aloud!

Most of us are now teachers, doctors or perhaps a lawyer!
But Basu could not become a cloud.
He works in a small mill.
There are times we talk and drink tea together,
We discuss politics and then its time to leave_
I walk a bit with him!

The one of us who teaches
Could become a doctor_
Had he been a lawyer,
He would lose nothing!
Everybody achieved what they aspired except my friend!
He could not become a cloud!
Basu, who saw, smiled, but could not conquer_
A motley crowd!

To America with love!!

by

Arnab De

"Darling, this is it_
In the laps of the Indus, beyond what was and what is to be,
We set the limit"
A limit that was never to be_
For love is what life is not,
Infinite_"

My first love is India. Commanded upon to love my neighbor as myself, I chose to fall in love with Israel. India and Israel, two marvelous lands and people whose intellectual expanse never failed to intrigue my subtle curiosity.
So my science set sail like a Columbus. But as I cruise my quest for the "essence of evolution", I fell in love again. She is the pretty Scarlet O'Hara. People call her America. I call her a "Divine Fur Elise".

She is indeed the piano of the world. And I confess I love the piano. The combination of possible notes one can play simultaneously is exquisitely vast, and yet painfully limited.
Eighty-eight pitches and ten fingers at first always sounded like a word problem from a sadistic math book. And while dealing with a small number of choices brings me tranquility and peace of mind, I also appreciate the benefits of the near infinite.

Walking a path on the sidewalk of Mars, I often ponder the exact route Iím taking, down to the centimeter, and I reflect on the thousands of subtle decisions Iíve made every day over my last twenty thousand years - even if only in walking. In terms of my life as a whole, I find the choices ahead of me literally unbound by any number of which I can conceive.

As my memory flies back to those good old days in the valleys of the Indus, I remember at lunch, India giggled and gave me the zero. She defined the numbers and the stairway to heaven. I was elated, and pecked those serine eyes. I carried her to the bluesy highs of the green Himalayas and made love cry in passion.

I panted, "Darling, this is it_
In the laps of the Indus, beyond what was and what is to be,
We set the limit"
India whispered "No,
For love is what life is not,
Infinite_"

On such an afternoon cruise in the Atlantic some five hundred years ago, I again felt completely liberated from the clutches of probability. Those sweet words smoldered me again and again and again liberating me from the clutches of entropy.

India remains my first love. I find no paradox in my philandering as my loves remain united in genesis and ideas.

Why you are what you are?

by

Arnab De

Friends will always wonder why you are what you are!!
And so hereís an account
From only a stranger,
Thatís me_
Just a stranger, Ri !!

I will never know why what is to be might not be;
You will never know why we swore to live and let die_
Well, while moments might be slippery;
But let me swear to you I did not lie_.

You have always wondered,
What I find in my Ri?
Many will try but none might see
Your inner mystery.

For there is just one who I loved for ages;
My Monami
My Mon, my Ami_.

A little lust

by

Arnab De

HEAR YOU
breathe those sexy
words in my ear

WANT YOU
all passion at
the thought of you near

TASTE YOU
licking your lips
begging for more

NEED YOU
pin your saree
down to the floor

TEASE YOU
run my tongue
on two and two
till they turn sore

LOVE YOU
The way you want
till you can't take
no more

Our Fate

by

Arnab De

"Please open the door,"
I had begged you.

Only light can
come after a visit in the pristine night;
I knew that, you knew that. We
made our way. Without asking
the name of our caller, we naively reached out.

Our feet lost color from the chill that slipped
under the door, and still we opened. A new world celebrated my
life as I watched you take the hand of your visitor.
You came willingly, never looking back.

Now, our body bathes in the cell of love.
Our souls imagine reality as reality beckons us!
This had never happened before,
Thank God you listened.
Thank life you opened the door.

Arnab, truly yours!!

For You

by

Arnab De

Your innocence is an aphrodisiac,
Like a warm breath whispered from my lung...
Like a pure heart pumping fresh blood,
Or just a love song sung!

To feel it against my soul,
Is to know a wisdom in passion;
Your strengths, your fear, your blushes and humor
In each a Socrates, a limitless ocean.

For wisdom is the mistress of passion,
Their child is love,
Twill live forever;
In a whisper I know the nature of beauty;
The joy of pleasure,
Feel the world in my soul, and my own sweet Ri!

Forever love

by

Arnab De

With the colors of flowers, I melted my hours
And wrote this love song for Ritu;
Sheíll smile and adore, and love me a bit more
In my dreams I will see that too_
She is like sugar, a fresh forever, a sweet singing love;
Sheís the thought, a lonely soul, is only thinking of!!

I sleep with her dreams, I wake with her thoughts
I hum my sweet tune called Ri;
The world has to wait, for a Mozart or Hayden
Or might just listen to me_
Her name is the sound, as I walk in town, a sweet singing love;
Sheís the thought, a lonely soul, is only thinking of!!

The music of my sighs, the drum of my heart
She is my Geetanjali;
The fragrance of flower, that will last forever
A living poetry_
Lost in the crowd, I wander around, a sweet singing love;
Sheís the thought, a lonely soul, is only thinking of!!

I go east or west, north or south
Its Bowling Green, Ohio;
She smiles at me, wherever I see
In the summer, in the snow_
Whatever I say, she comes my way, a sweet singing love;
Sheís the thought, a lonely soul, is only thinking of!!

Come rain or thunder, hail and winter
I can see me path;
In the depths of nature, I see her picture
We can never part_
My pocket rose, I hold so close, I am her and she is me;
Sheís the thought of a lonely soul, my forever Ri!!

Only mine!!

Her two eyes

by

Arnab De

Those two eyes, so full of life,
Compels me to live, just one more time;
And even the mighty waves, of the blue sea,
Longs, for her vitality!

I fail, as I try to honor
My darling, in words or color;
Coz no sonnet, nor paint
Can grace a beauty such as her!

Her touch is a rose, her breath its fragrance
The rose might fade but not her elegance;
She is a beat for this heart, the lungs of my life
A living fantasy, her dreams keep me alive.

And her eyes, that shine like two stars,
One for the world, and one for us!

Make a life of love!!

by

Arnab De

A life together, its so easy to live
When we make love, and I do believe_.
My tongue is time, twill flicker for you
Mark every hour, forever Ritu
Girl, sweet girl, you take me away_
Lips, sweet lips, weíll make love some day

As my love soars up, you slide down
And time lingers, hangs out down town
Sweet brown sugar, you taste so good
Bites here and there, our love abuse
Girl, sweet girl, you take me away_
Lips, sweet lips, weíll make love some day

Passionate jealousy, its so easy to come
But then lips lock lips, and its all undone
Nipples so hard, on two half a world
A life together, Iíll give you my word
Girl, sweet girl, you take me away_
Lips, sweet lips, weíll make love some day

Memories mesmerize

by

Arnab De

Those eyes
Soft lips
A little coffee
A whisper called Ri_
Lady in black, silent kisser sky blue;
Sweet Ritu, I love you.

Like those days
So lazy
As kisses consumed our fire
Softly_
And it snowed, snowed and more snow;
"Do you like it Ritu?" Swing on low_

Love at dawn
Memories mesmerize
The Chicago skyline
Our first sunrise_
If it was a dream, I will sleep one more time;
If dreams ever came true, let me live a lie_

My sonnet is the blues of your eyes

by

Arnab De

A life is a sonnet, a sonnet is love_
A moment of truth, to give time a chance;
Swimming the stanzas and living between lines,
Have my words arrived to steal a glance_

And all Israel, but for a sonnet_
The glory of hurricanes, blood shed;
The poetry of peace, all wars and a lie_
My sonnet is the blues of your eye!

For three words I pray, in life one more day_
Though life is death, my sonnet is hope;
With and without her, a night melts away,
As words stop time, trying to cope_

A sonnet is a prayer of enlivened utopia;
Of blues unrequited; and Rituparna!

Bury me between your lips

by

Arnab De

Sweetheart, it will be the greatest favor_
Let me wish what I want to,
Bury me between those lips
I love you!

After forever you made me smile,
For you I can cry_
Never mind those tears,
Let it flow with the waves of your hair!

And if a drop falls between your breasts,
Invading a secret untold;
Remember me, remember me, remember me_
And my truth will unfold!

Make me live, make me die
I shall sail our Titanic;
With the passion of a night, strength of my love
And a touch of half your lip!

Truly Ri,
By time, the ocean and weather
I am indebted to you forever!!
Love me!!

Make love to me

by

Arnab De

From the dawn to the dusk,
From the dusk through the night_
From the night to the dawn,
Through the silvery light!
I wish you can love me_
Make love to me!

From the land to the sea,
From the light to the shade
From the lips to the legs,
Through the depths of our bed,
I wish you can love me_
Make love to me!

From so near to afar,
From the land to the sky,
From the bottom of the pit,
Through our endless high,
I wish you can love me_
Make love to me!

From the sand to the shore,
From the shore to our fate,
From our fate to life,
Through life and death_
I wish you can love me_
Make love to me!

Missing you

by

Arnab De

I remember how it used to be...
When nothing else mattered but you and me.
Love, more love, Rituporna, Ritu and Ri!

I miss you; I wish you could see...
How much I think about you and me...

I remember when you said, I was your everything. And then you held me, I remember that too. Now, from across the world, it's more like a phrase. And your sweet musings make me cry over you.

These days we call to say hi; those days we could never say bye
I go away and there you are... Control me from somewhere afar. Far away, and you kill the heart...Like a sweet nothing, tear me apart.

Deep in my heart, there is a crack.
It was created a while ago... Because I just want you back.
We are friends forever; and also in love...
You proved everything that I ever dreamt of
Come back Ri, Life is lonely
I wish I would not say this...but then I can't...
I know I should...If only I could;
I have tried and tried. The endless solution; I cried and cried.

Tears of pain and tears of hope...
Tears of joy
Rain together_
You inspire in me an aspiration forever!

I remember how it used to be...
When nothing else mattered but you and me.

Those times, when ages stood perfectly still...
and we kissed that perfect kiss.
Why did Calcutta take it from me? It's because that is a reality_

My Echo

by

Arnab De

My reflections realize my identity,
Staring in disbelief
Is this me?
Even I barely know my self these days.

The joy of loneliness has
Chased away my sleep...
Solitude in the midst of 30,000 people...
A divine company so deep!

Will I again need the exhilaration of
Carefree competition in a whisky bar?
In the midst of solemn intoxication,
My heart has found an answer.

As the lovely moon unveils her beauty...
I think I have found her; Ri!!

My sweetest Ri

by

Arnab De

My sweetest Ri

My dearest Ri,
My subject sums it all,
Every word in my soul...
In silent, smouldering love I pray,
That I might be blessed to stay,
With you forever,
Or the end of time...
Which ever comes later!

You are beautiful Ri!

Insane verses

by

Arnab De

Sweet paradise, Dear reverie;
You were made for all of us_
Like the most beautiful lie,
You are gorgeous_.

Lovely moon, I knew you so well,
From so far
But a million idioms killed you;
The poets made murder_

Red rose, all lovers love you;
But you never know_
Unrequited love;
And yet it will grow

Sweet Ri, under some wet tree
In a blue saree, half undone_
Her navel is the poetess,
I am none

Seasonal leaves

by

Arnab De

Give me a word like your name
So easy and sweet
Like the sound of leaves that fall
When lovers will meet

Give me a whisper like your eyes,
So poetic as a couplet
That lovers sigh as they rush
After a long wait

Give me a sight like your voice
So close as reality
That lovers imagine till they feel
What they longed to see

Give me a word like your sky
So elegantly free
Bound to love by a single syllable
My sweet Ri!

I am infatuated with that sound!!

Silent kisses

by

Arnab De

Silent kisses,
What am I waiting for?
Abandoned spaces,
I guess I will go that far_

I know myself; I know what I am looking for_

Love, O love,
Love just one more time
I know my faith
Will come back in rhymes_

Love of mine; let me hold you in my arms just one more time_

She was in pain, she was crying then;
Like love, she was hurting then_
And we felt the tears

And now she is mine, in joyful bliss;
Like love, happily blessed
And I love her!

And here I am_I know I found what I was looking for_

Abandoned spaces,
I have come again_
Silent kisses,
Waiting for the rain

Rain, o rain_
I know my life will never be the same_.

Yes, yes_
My life will never ever be the same_

Wine and Women

by

Arnab De

Many a times and often,
Have I mused in my mind?
Who should I love more;
Women or wine?

"Itís the woman",
My eyes declare;
My lips swear for the wine,
My heart does not care_

So I was confused,
Which way should I part?
I felt for my eyes, but chose my lips_
With all my heart!

Both burn my heart, what can I say?
While the wine kisses my lips, the woman stays away_.

You hold my heart in your hand!!

by

Arnab De

Sweet Ri, MonAmi..
These are words made just for me_
My sweet Ri

Ritu, I love you_
These two words will kiss forever true_
My Ritu

I love you, I love you, I love you
God knows I want to say
And Heíll tell you some day
Well, till he whispers in your ears, Iíll know what to do_
And I will love you!

I miss you, I miss you, I miss you
Ask all these lonely days
That just canít find a way
Well, until they find a way to walk, Iíll not have a clue_
So, Iíll miss you!

And Rituporna,
Hereís an idea
And all I can do is hope so true
That youíll understand_

You hold my heart in your hand!!

Today's moments Tomorrow

by

Arnab De

Together,
Whether we exist or not tomorrow,
Tomorrow,
I will remember this moment_so,
Moments,
That makes this the loveliest time_
Time,
Let us swim across with our rhyme
Rhyme,
Lets think and express in this small life?
Life,
Lets explore together_
Together,
If we get tomorrow, we will be lucky forever_

These evenings with wings,
Flies with us; and our together nights;
The time today sings_
A story of love; and our sweet fights;

Tomorrowís dawn,
Will sign our passion, in crimson colors above
Sing along;
And remember, our song of love

Telephone tallks!

by

Arnab De

Well, well..
How many times must a man be mad,
Before he knows he's in love;
And how many times must a man call his girl...
To say Hi, and talk and talk..

How many times must a man clutch his phone..
To hear the words that he wants to hear;
And still how many months must he be alone..
Before she's finally there?

The answer my friend is blowing in the breeze,
Can you tell me what it is?

Nights and MonAmi

by

Arnab De

The moon was shy, the birds didnít fly
Not a lamp; no hint of light_
It was an enigmatic night!

She inebriated us, like she always does;
Not a glass or wine_
It was still a whiskeyed night!

As passions built, she sighed in guilt;
Love seemed a clandestine crime_
It was such a chameleon time!

And then lips locked lips, toes and finger tips
Nothing is wrong now; nothing right_
It was a terrific dark night!

I slept with sex at night!

I love the name of Mon Ami

by

Arnab De

I love the name of Mon Ami,
It dances and it sings;
She sounds French; and tender beauty
Spans time in her wings.
It has no age, no space can it feel;
Its sweet shape the bearer wears,
And I love her still.

Who was she who loved me forever?
Was it women? Was it she_
I wondered forever about her;
Till I discovered its Ri.

How sweetly rhymes my lovely Ri,
What moments it can inspire!
Is she a sonnet or a sweet story
Whose lines burn like fire?
Sweet Ri Mon Ami, weíll be together,
Her voice like vacuum, her words in my ear_
How pure her letters are!

An ode to a soul mate

by

Arnab De

(An ode to a soul mate
When my name kissed yours, and seals with loveour fate;
May love endure )

As you conclude, I commence;
Together, our river bends_

It slips by your shore, to meet my sea;
Our love stretches more, eternally_

Mine is the light, my day glitters;
For you the night; our wonder stars_

So as you preserve, I will destroy
Your anxious smile; my intrepid joy

Thus we shall live, and love till death;
Trust and belief, my sweet soul mate!!

An ode to love and Vodka

by

Arnab De

My love for you;
Comes from an overdose of Vodka,
Since you do not like that,
I have an idea_
Sweet Ritu,
My love for you
Is like a vodka overdose;
And I swear you are mine,
Like a red red rose

Battle of Waterloo

by

Arnab De

I am a prisoner in your eye!!

I fell in love today
A moment ago!!
It seems like forever and forever
I know you so!!

When you first appeared
My heart pounding in my ears
In the Battle of Waterloo,
I surrendered like Napolean
And fell for you!

Then, we signed a treaty and I capitulated;
As I wandered into an unknown land
And you knew right then and there
You had my heart in your hands

The treaty made me a prisoner,
A prisoner of your eye;
And this is my tender truth to treasure
And live till I die!

In love I rest; in love I lie!!

Well, the sonnet halts in desperation, even before my last line!

by

Arnab De

As the moon reposes, civilization goes to sleep
And in this sonnet, rests a love so deep
I am a drunk pilgrim, praying for words;
And drinking for peace, in this wary world.

Come to me lady, in this rainy day
And as those silent stars fade away,
We can make love;
Whiskey, more whiskey in a tired belly
Today!

And as I write, my rambling applauds;
Inebriation is a blessing bestowed by God
My lady asks me, "Is everything OK, is everything fine?"
Well, the sonnet halts in desperation, even before my last line.

Bring me some hard prose, no poetry no more

by

Arnab De

Destiny, no poetry no more
Bring me some hard prose
No more rhymes, no sonnet
Prosaic is this world's fate

Poverty and hunger
Guns ablaze only war
Poetic beauty is all a waste
And my moon is a burnt bread

Whiskeyed ramblings!

by

Arnab De

I want you in my whiskey,
Just to take you in me..
Intoxicated
To steal your lovely body,
Love you eternally_
Unabated!!

I will give you blue,
And red and green, smiles and tears_
I will give you days,
And nights, sound and music to hear...

Unabated!!!

Mirrors

by

Arnab De

There are mirrors all around me
Only my face;
A prisoner of solitary dreams
My lonely happiness.

So small, almost innocuous
My wholesome pride;
The sun and stars in the blue sky
Free, open and wide.

Mirrors

by

Arnab De

There are mirrors all around me
Only my face;
A prisoner of solitary dreams
My lonely happiness.

So small, almost innocuous
My wholesome pride;
The sun and stars in the blue sky
Free, open and wide.

straight from the heart

by

Arnab De

simple as life goes by
just like the wind blows by
every moment a thought engulfs my mind
that anything of such a kind
can break my heart
like a fruit is pierced by a dart
thosands of miles i've travelled to find the truth
but it seems like the forbidden fruit
one day will definitely be here
like the thin edge of the spear
when the world will face annhilation
and such will be the extent of humilation
mankind will not b spared
unless our minds and thoughts are shared!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

Sweet solitary blue

by

Arnab De

A daily face, an unknown gaze;
A cup of tea, may be coffee
Lazy days

Sleepy room, signs of doom
Thereís a window up high
And I can see the sky

An eternal feud, souls in solitude;
And what is me is what is you
Sweet solitary blue

Another 4th of July in Bloomington

by

Arnab De

Intimate, a touching glance
A cheer of friendship
Beer in a glass

And we drink to life_.

Nights pass by, a continuous waste
Made of futile intellect
And burnt cigarettes

As we drink for liberty_

Time passes, its now dawn
Traveling the world
In Bloomington,

Allow us to drink to pursuit of happiness_

The business of love and get together

by

Arnab De

Some sing songs, others listen
In music and words, they come closer;
In between are the pennies and the dollars,
The business of love and get together

Some write books, some read
Some donít, others just a little bit;
You go to the library and get educated
Your parents feed you, you eat
Get married and raise some kids!

Some eat a lot, some are never hungry
Some do not have the luxury to eat
Others drink too much and crave for more
Yet there are some with too many mouths to feed

Some sell speeches, some onions, others their faces
Still many donít find anything to sell
I write songs, thatís how I live well
You stand in line to hear me sing
Some sell a lot, others a little
I still know some who would never sell anything.

The business of love and get together

by

Arnab De

Some sing songs, others listen
In music and words, they come closer;
In between are the pennies and the dollars,
The business of love and get together

Some write books, some read
Some donít, others just a little bit;
You go to the library and get educated
Your parents feed you, you eat
Get married and raise some kids!

Some eat a lot, some are never hungry
Some do not have the luxury to eat
Others drink too much and crave for more
Yet there are some with too many mouths to feed

Some sell speeches, some onions, others their faces
Still many donít find anything to sell
I write songs, thatís how I live well
You stand in line to hear me sing
Some sell a lot, others a little
I still know some who would never sell anything.

The business of love and get together

by

Arnab De

Some sing songs, others listen
In music and words, they come closer;
In between are the pennies and the dollars,
The business of love and get together

Some write books, some read
Some donít, others just a little bit;
You go to the library and get educated
Your parents feed you, you eat
Get married and raise some kids!

Some eat a lot, some are never hungry
Some do not have the luxury to eat
Others drink too much and crave for more
Yet there are some with too many mouths to feed

Some sell speeches, some onions, others their faces
Still many donít find anything to sell
I write songs, thatís how I live well
You stand in line to hear me sing
Some sell a lot, others a little
I still know some who would never sell anything.

God is so great

by

Arnab De

God is so great,
You are his child, donít forget

God is so good,
So many go hungry, but you have food

God is real sweet,
Others are maimed, but you have feet

God is so bright,
Some are blind, but you have light

God is always right,
So the mighty jets, bomb the country side

God is so fair,
Thousands are killed, with nobody to care

God is so able and God is so just,
So please sing His praises until you last!