Dear friends, I am still firm on NOT USING FACEBOOK, ORKUT, TWITTER and SKYPE. If i ever change my mind I certainly will let you know. Those of you who want to get in touch with me certainly can leave a message in any of my blogs.

I blog to write, I DONT USE MY BLOGS FOR ANY KIND OF COMMERCIAL/BUSINESS PURPOSES . Though just like any persons who writes I too will love to see my works published but ....

I update these three blogspot blogs atleast once a month and the four wordpress blogs almost every day, so any one can check on these blogs to confirm if I am still in blogsphere: http://suryagni.blogspot.com; http://suryakana.blogspot.com; http://agnitrisha.blogspot.com; http://magicthought.wordpress.com; http://mydomainpvt.wordpress.com; http://window2mysoul.wordpress.com; http://mycybernovels.wordpress.com ...... sharmishtha basu (25.12.2010)

In the end i will request all my regular readers to just take a look in this piece of writing, so they act a little more cautiously.


Sunday, August 29, 2010

Say those sweet words

Say those sweet words 28.08.10

Love is so dreamlike
It needs confirmation
Tis true the embrace speaks
Yet sometimes words
Do the rest of the magic.

They become the foundation
On which the castle is built
For words spoken out
Give the solid base of truth
Then they do sound sweet.

Even love birds whisper
In each others ears
When they are with mates
In a voice sweet, tender
So shalt thou!

Tell me the depth and intensity
With which you love me
Tell me that you will stay
Forever right beside me
Oh I do implore you – tell!

Tell me 26.03.2010

If you like me
Tell me
Tell me what’s in your mind.
Don’t hide.

No matter how deep my love is
It still will need your consent
It can’t express itself
Without your reciprocation.

It may stay alive within
But won’t show itself to you
Unless you open your heart
And spread your arms to greet.

Love really is like a bird
Clutch it, it will die,
Hold it too lightly it will fly
You just have to hold it right.

Sharmishtha basu

Lessons of life

Lessons of life 26.08.10

Oh how we stumble
In the walk of life
Just to learn
A lesson each time
Lessons that stay
To light up the path
Yet to be trodden
Waiting to be walked upon.

These lessons pass
From heart to heart
From mind to mind.
We share them
With those we care for
To show them
What’s to be remembered
And what is to be forgotten.

Remember 26.03.2010

When you are in love
Remember my child!
Hearts are often broken
To pieces in love
Pieces beyond repair.

Every thing that glitters
Is not gold, diamond
Sometimes imitations
Outshine the real gems.

Every thing that tastes sweet
Is not nectar
Saccharine and sugar are sweeter
Better judge before deciding.

We all stumble, fall and rise
To learn precious lessons
You will have to do the same
To win the love of your life.

Trust your heart
Not the tongue and eye of others
To judge the perfect lover
And never let love slip away.

Sharmishtha basu

The joke is on you

The joke is on you 27.03.10

He walks in to the room
Full of jovial crowd
Out to have some fun
The moment he stepped in
An eerie silence befell
Followed by an explosion
Of uncontrolled laughter
Booming like thunderbolt
Just like a thunder it crashed
Down on his stunned mine.

He stood frozen
He had a really bad week
All he wanted was tome cheer
To forget his miseries
By seeing others laugh
But he never imagined
He would be the joke,
He looked at them with fury
The laughter exploded again
He thought he will change the story.

He was about to start
A very ugly brawl
When a hand touched his shoulder
And he turned around
He saw the funniest looking man
Standing right behind him
They must have stepped together
In the bustling bar
He was the reason behind the laughter
He just stared, could not laugh.

“I know what was in your mind sonny!
That’s why I stooped you
For you ware about to be a victim
Of an unpardonable yet too common folly
You were about to hit out
Before checking the reason or facts
No sonny! They are not bad men!
They all are my friends!
They are not laughing at my looks!
They are laughing ‘cause I lost a bet!”

Talking about you 26.03.2010

So you think he is talking about you?
Making fun of you
Disguising as a friend
He is taunting you?
His latest cartoon is you.
Oh it so resembles you.
It can’t be any one but you.
You should have known this before.

Wait, think before you act,
My dear friend, sometimes
There is so much more in life
Than the things that meet your eyes,
May be he has met someone
Who is just like you?
And that person has made him so angry
That he is making fun of him?

Sharmishtha basu

sleeping dreams

sleeping dreams 27.08.10

They are sleeping dreams n truths
Waiting to be woken up
They open their eyes to emerge
When souls come out to play.

Sometimes they play with dreams
Sometimes with feelings sweet
Sometimes they trod in darkness
And sometimes they reach out for light.

poetry 21.03.2010

Sometimes I chase them
They fly away
Sit down on a far away tree
And sing tempting songs to me.

Sometimes they chase me
And I am too busy
To sit down with the keyboard
And type the poetry.

Sometimes they come easy
Like flow of water
Gust of wind
Fragrance of flower.

Sometimes they just hum in mind
For hours on end
Like a forgotten song
Tune is there, lyrics are gone.

Sharmishtha basu

When love speaks

When love speaks 26.08.10
Love says so much
Without saying a word
It creates a heaven
In two blessed hearts.

Where words are lost
To be found in eyes
Where tongues get quiet
Eyes talk.

Warm embraces, soft kisses
Write paintings
Sing songs
Play sweetest symphonies.

The world hears nothing
They hear the world
In each other’s touch
In each other’s eyes.

Spring is in the air 26.03.2010
My head is on your shoulder
My eyes lost in dreams
Sometimes looking around me
Sometimes lost in you.

The small river runs by
Stumbling on rocks
Singing for us
Soft breeze kisses us.

Your fingers are busy
Plucking up wild daisies
Tucking them in my hair
I feel like spring fairy.

The spring is in the sky
The spring is in the air
But more than that
It is in you and me.

Sharmishtha basu

Footprints to soul

Footprints to soul 26.08.10
People say
Faces tell stories
Stories of soul
Sometimes they do
Sometimes they don’t
Some placid faces
Hide darkest souls
Some calm appearances
Often hide potholes
They don’t always talk.

Sometimes we have to feel
Look beyond the eyes
To feel the person
To feel his total self
Looking beyond
His calm eyes, smiling face
They often leave footprints
Leading to the soul
But they are covered in mist
Makes it so easy to get lost..

faces 17.10.2010

Faces don’t always mirror
Deepest thoughts
But if you see
Very, very keenly
They almost always
Reflect the soul
The true character
That is hidden inside.

That sudden flicker in eyes
When one hears something
That sudden grimace
Sudden twist in face
Which disappears
But leaves the trails
Trails which lead
Us to the soul.

Sharmishtha basu

Light and fire

Light and fire 26.08.10

A being of light
Looks so beautiful, pure
So innocent and harmless
Tempting the fingers of
Greed, lust and darkness,
Since eternity
They try to pull it down
In the land of darkness
Sometimes to have them
Sometimes to extinguish
They reach out again and again.

Oh they do succeed
Sometimes to pull stars to earth
In their lair of darkness
Sometimes the light extinguishes
Dies in the clutches of darkness
Sometimes, when they are wrong
They pull down someone too strong
It burns them with its fury
Playing with light is harmless
Playing with fire is death.

Don’t pull down a star 19.10.2010

Don’t pull down a star
The blissful light
Shining up above
It will come down as fire
To burn you to ashes
You will disappear
In a single flicker
Won’t even know what happened.

Sharmishtha basu


Vilest 26.08.10

Oh we do hate another sometimes
For so many reasons
Treachery, jealousy or fury
Just to mention.

Vilest are those of us
Who get ready to avenge
But to reach their goal
They hide behind love, friendship.

They use trust to ruin
They use love to destroy
They give bad name
To love, faith and trust.

Are their actions forgiven?
I sincerely pray no!
I hope that God keeps
A special scoreboard for them.

Sweet words 14.05.2010

Sweet words in lips
Bitterness in heart
Hand stretched out
Faking handshake
Or a warm embrace
Or a tight clasp
In-fact to stab
Right in my back.

You leave me mystified
Not fooled any more
For your game was up
Even before your knew
Why do you flitter about?
Why do you fake as friend?
And then try to steal
My dignity, my hopes, my happiness?

Sunday, August 22, 2010

Light in darkness

Light in darkness 22.08.10

Why be so miserly
In sparing a smile
In saying a sweet word
In holding a hand
Oh our stay is so short
Who knows when we shall part!
Why not leave a patch of warmth
In every heart that comes across.

These small sparks of light
Spread their light and heat
When the night is spreading
Its dark cloak on existence
We see them twinkling
Unfazed spec of light
Decorating the darkness
Spreading their light.

Do you know? 26.03.2010

Do you know?
One smile from you
Can brighten up
My darkest day?

Do you know?
One hello from you
Can bring smile to my lips
When my eyes are brimming with tear?

Do you know?
I count your friendship
As the sweetest thing
Which God has given me?

I thought you better should
For may be my feelings are hidden
And you don’t even know
How much precious you are to me.

Sharmishtha basu

Raise the curtain

Don’t be shy
Don’t be scared
Reach out
Pull the curtain
Open the window wide.

Let the air gush in
Let the sunshine stream
Don’t worry about some flies
Or some splash of rain
That will follow the freedom.

Look out- greet the real world
With its beauty and sadness
With its riches and poverty
Face the truth
Don’t hide behind a curtain.

Don’t let ignorance blind you
Wrap you under its cloak
Face the world just the way it is
There is so much to love
There is so much to change, if we care.

Sharmishtha basu

Power of Words

Power of Words 19.08.10

Words …. Weigh them
Before you let them out
To meet the world.

They can thrill and kill
Ruin and rebuild
A life, a heart a soul
Their power – is intense.

More powerful than raging fire
Than a twisting, twirling storm
Or an ocean boiling in fury
A volcano erupting its suppressed wrath.

You control them- you are the king
They control you- you are pauper
Remember one thing before saying a thing
Sooner or later they come back to you.

After gathering all the dues
They sometimes grow big as a raging storm
Before they hit you back
To tear your world apart.

Sweet and bitter 20.04.2010

Sweet kind words
Don’t cost us a dime
Nor do cruel taunts
Do they cost us a thing?

Watch the difference
Of two free things
One brings smile
The other grimace.

Chose them with care
For it will decide
The colour with which
You will paint your world.

Think what will you like
Being surrounded by flowers
Or army of thorns
Waiting for their chance to prick.

Sharmishtha basu

Wings of glory


Wings of glory 19.08.10


Some yearn to fly
To kiss the deep blue sky
Some succeed
In touching the divine high
Those who are left behind
Sometimes shrug, sometimes fret
It’s just the human nature
Not much to worry or regret
When you are blessed
Blessed a bit too much.

Beyond the limit of everyone else.
Be prepared for envy
Be prepared for treachery
Malice, hatred or fury
They are just like winds
That pull you down to earth
Don’t let them scare you
Ride on them with a laughing soul
For they will come again and again
As long as you will fly, kiss the sky.


Wings 24.03.2010

Those who have wings
will meet these
wingless creatures
who yearn to fly
but can’t fly
reasons too many
lack of wings
or weak wings.

Don’t let their fears
Scare you.
Don’t let their jokes
Daunt you.
They may envy or hate
Mock, ridicule or curse
But they can’t stop you
So just fly and kiss sky.

Sharmishtha basu



If not now….. 17.08.10


“Love won’t wait
For too long
To be adored.
It’s a precious jewel
It won’t lie scattered
In the dust for too long.
A knowing eye, a caring hand
Will pick it up to adorn a crown.”

“When your heart yearns
Longs for a special soul
Why wait till eternity?
Till love grows cold?
If not now, then when?
On the day of his funeral?
Or his wedding day to the other
Will you claim your love for him?”

Procrastination 25.03.2010


True love Knows
no procrastination
it knows its destination
too well.

Those who think too much
Wait too much
Toy between
The options too much.

Often wake up one day
To see
Love has gone away
Found someone else.

A jewel never
Lies in dust undesired
It soon finds its place
Where it is desired.

Puppets of fate


Witch and woman 16.05.2010


Why did the witch stalked
the ordinary woman
feigning as her friend?
Acting as her foe?

She wanted the king
But the king loved the woman
So she wanted her out of way
That’s why she stalked her.

Why did she not simply wooed
Why did she had to play tricks?
Her black soul showed her the way
Of treachery in place of love.

Why did she pretended as a man?
And wooed her rival?
She wanted to trick her away
From her prey the king.

Why did she not stop that game?
When she had her prey in her web?
She was scared if she breaks her heart
She might start to look for the king again.

Why was she trying to make her fall?
For any Tom, Dick or Harry?
To pick the thorn from her path
She wanted her to fall in love.

If she was in love with someone
That meant her web was safe
She could finally forget her
And live her life with her prey.

Sharmishtha basu


Puppets of fate 16.08.10


Two fates got tangled
For they swirled around
The same golden sun
Black and white got cursed
To dwell together forever.

No matter how hard white tried
To shake away black
No matter how much black craved
To paint white in black
Fate did not let them succeed.

So they danced together
Matching every step
Like two puppets on a string
Trying to break free
But the puppeteer holds the strings.

So they dance together
Hating each other
Trying to break free
To part their ways
Without success.

Sharmishtha basu


Possess 10.08.10

Oh how we ache
Sometimes to possess
The one we think we love
We just cease to note
When love is gone
Only the animal passion
Lingers on
In the dark corridors
Of a heart
Where once love dwelled.
We try to own our beloved
Never even bothering
To look inside his heart
What are his yearnings!
If they are same as ours
Or something just opposite
We just try and try
Ending in the ruin
Of ourselves
Our lives
Or the life of our loved one.

The angel 22.03.2010

In the shadow land
An evil demon dwelled
His heart dark as darkness
Cold as the bottom of a well.

He fell in love with an angel
Kind, loving, beautiful rose
He wanted to have her with him
So he went to woo her.

She said she could not love him
As a mate that just cant be
It’s not in their fate, so let it be
She of course could love him as friend.

The demon got angry
Killed her, shattered her pieces all around
Everywhere the pieces touched the earthy
A beautiful garden of flowers formed.
Sharmishtha basu


Fragrant shadows
Under the dreamy moon
Soft breeze
Unspoken words
Stolen kisses
Tender embrace
Hands not ready
To ever let go
Hearts yearning
For few moments more
Still they have to part
As the birds start whispering
Singing their haunting song
Promising a new dawn
Two souls stay as one
Two bodies go their ways
Promising another night together
Beneath the shadows of fragrant orchard.

Sharmishtha basu

Your friendship

Your friendship?
tis sunshine on rainy days
tis shadow of cloud
On a scorching day.

How much it means to me?
More than the world.
How much I value it?
More than seven skies.

Let your presence shine
Like the morning star
Let it be as certain
As the morning sun.

Be far or near
Thinking or not thinking
Let me stay in your heart
Like you always are in mine.

Sharmishtha basu

Tuesday, August 10, 2010


Gorgeous plumes 2.08.10

Gorgeous plumes
Burning like
Emerald, ruby and sapphire
Deck your beautiful body
Yet I fail to love thee
Why? They decorate thine body
Not the soul within.

She on other hand
Is black as coal
But her sweet song
Pouring from her soul
Soothes every soul
That’s why she is loved
That’s why she is hailed.


Why 16.05.2010

Why do you love her?
Keep refusing me?
Even though I love you
With all my heart.

We both are human
She and me
We both have vices
And virtues you see.

I love her and not thee
For too many reasons
she does not pretends
nor does she plays tricks.

You pretend, play games
Pretend to be what you are not
Try to steal what’s not yours
Try to ruin your rivals.

the top poem was inspired by the one below. Have done this experiment with handful of my unpublished poems. Will be sharing them with you. Hope you will like them.

Sharmishtha basu



No my love,
Its not your love
That wants to change me
To mould me completely.

Its your ego that’s talking
Your ego wants control
To twist and turn me
Around your little finger.

I love you its true my love
But my love is not blind
It is open as sky
It sees every thing and soaks.

It knows if I change
Bend myself, lie down in dust
You will still want to change me
Or, you will reject me.

Sharmishtha Basu


wounded love
cheated or abused love
wounded pride
destroyed dignity
those sleepless nights
spent in bed
tossing around
chalking vengeance.

Sooner or later
If the cut is deep
They will seek out
A way to do it
Better not stir them
The dark feeling
Of vengeance
Evolving from crushed heart.

Sharmishtha basu

A strange relation

You were there to soothe me
When tears just wont come
And clasp their tormenting fingers
Right through my heart
Your sweet words
Released them, made me alive.

You were there to guide me
To tell me that God is great
Every hurt that comes our way
Shows that God cares
Example was your very life.

You were there to show me
How high a soul can rise
In love for God or lover
It can kiss the sky
And fly like an eagle.

You were there to show me
How beautiful this earth is
How blessed our life is
If we can love this world
With all our being and heart.

Your body was never there
Nor was your soul
Only the heritage of your words
Played this beautiful role
What will I address you as?

Sharmishtha basu

See you sleeping

It’s such a joy
To see you sleeping
Relaxed and peaceful
No worry about any thing.

Your tiny body stretched
Or sometimes curled up
A deep peace hovering
On your baby like face.

While you softly snooze
Without any worry for tomorrow
I watch you and feel the bliss
Bliss of enjoying your peace.

Sometimes you dream
You quiver and shake
Then peace returns
You snooze again.

I Sit and watch you
It’s a joy beyond words
A feeling to be felt
Only those who can feel it.

Sharmishtha basu


Her world was dark.
Pitch black and choking.
She could not see anything
Not a ray of light therein.

Every morning she heard
A soft, sweet voice calling
“Break free of these chains,
Tear down this wall around thee.”

“Where is the wall? There is none!”
“Look for it, you will find.”
“How can I? It’s so dark inside.”
“Then feel it, the world is waiting.”

She fumbled and fumbled, finally found,
A soft wall tightly enveloping her
She started to tear down that wall
Soon it gave away to her.

She opened her golden petals
One by one spread them around
They enveloped her like a crown
She looked around her and was spellbound.

“Oh this earth is so beautiful.
Why did I not search out the wall before?”
“’Cause every thing happens on time.”
She heard her loving mentor’s sweet voice.

A gorgeous creature softly sat down
On her golden, fragrant petals
It was even more gorgeous than her
A dream sailing around with wings.

Sharmishtha basu


Snow melted
rivers thawed
turbulent torrents
rushing forth.

Flowers blooming
Bees buzzing
Smoothly gliding.

Earth arises
Stretches her limbs
Spring has come
Wake up my kids!

They all open their eyes
Birds, bees and flowers
Beauty unleashes herself
Earth transforms in heaven.

Colours scattered abundantly
Fragrant wind
Intoxicated and exhilarated
Trees dance in glee.

Sharmishtha basu


True love

Warmth of togetherness
Expressed in embraces
Tight and relaxed
Soft and hard.

Kisses exchanged
Sometimes quick
Sometimes slow
Taste lingers forever.

Nothing can compete it
Nothing can replace it
This warmth is created
Only by loving hearts.

Money cant buy it
Power cant yield it
Force cant win it
Only true love can have it.

Sharmishtha basu

Saturday, August 7, 2010

Sleeping seed

Promises, hopes and dreams
Tightly bundled within
Covered by a hard shell
Sleeps in the fertile womb

Green leaves slowly make way
As soil parts to let them
To see the golden sunshine
To kiss rain, wind and sunrays.

They reach out for the golden sun
Their bodies getting tough every day
Hopes and dreams sprout as leaves
Branches spread out everywhere.

Flowers bloom, fruits ripe
Birds build nest, beasts feast
Who would have imagined
A tight kernel holding a dream divine!


Beautiful butterflies
Fluttering eagerly
As if waiting
To be captured in paint
Reach out your fingers
They are gone
Melted in air.

So many stories, poems
Bubbling in the lake
To surface and reach out
To the world
Try to catch them-
There are none
Only the placid lake lies still.

So many times so many days
I long to sing like a lark
Paint a picture like God
sing a song like none has heard
write a poem oh so lovely
a story to take your breath away
to make you cry and laugh with me.

They play like small babies
Laughing all around me
Illusive like little fairies
Not ready to give in
When I give up- they appear
When I reach out- they disappear
Leaving me laughing and crying.

Golden fairy

I saw her pouting
A fragile golden winged being
Sun has woken her up
And reported a theft.

He said the roses have stolen
The ruby of her lips
Sky has stolen
Crystal blue from her eyes.

Sunflower and daisies
Committed the sin
Took away a tiny bit
Of her lock’s gold.

She sat there pouting first
Then she laughed out loud
Laughing like a nightingale
She flew back to moon.

Writer sharmishtha basu

Colourful dreams

she sleeps
a bundle of vibrant colours
sheltered by a fortress
to keep her safe
till the glorious day
when magic wand will touch
her lovely eyes
she will yawn and stretch
spread her gorgeous wings
to sail out of her fort
and enchant the world

Butterfly awakes

Out in the garden,
Roaming around
The little girl complained
“Look at those hairy things,
Killing all our plants.”
“Daddy please kills them!
Before they chew them up all,
Nothing will be left behind.”

“Hun, those hairy, fuzzy things,
Running havoc in the garden,
Will soon bundle up in a ball
Ceasing all the pranks.
When that ball will break open
A beautiful butterfly will be out
Making your garden
A million times more beautiful.”


They fly in my mind
Beautiful butterflies
Coloured wings
Beautiful dreams
I try to capture
That beauty divine
On a piece of paper
They fly away
To the endless sky
Leaving behind a paper white.

They pop up their heads
Like bubbles in a tub
Reflecting rainbow hues
Luring me to catch them
to write them down
Share them with the world
My fingers grab the pen
They gleefully burst
Leaving nothing behind
Only placid mind.

blue bird

Sing a sweet song
Just for us
Beautiful, playful,
Tiny blue bird
For us to hear
For us to rejoice
To be enchanted
by your sweetness.

Fly high playfully
Touch the blue sky
Let your blue
Mingle with azure blue
A divine sight
For us to see
We who love, adore you
We who care and cherish.

Don’t burden your soul
By heavy thoughts
By hurt, pain, sorrow
They will weigh you down
Steal the sky from you
To soar high
You need a weightless soul
Don’t gather too much weight.

Don’t let the chains
Let wrap themselves
Around your tiny ankles
Chains of cruel words
Chains of harsh words
Break free of them
To fly in the blue sky
Look at it- its calling you.

Bhopal Gas Tragedy

Twenty five thousand lives
Perished without a trace
Left behind a procession
Of twisted bodies and limbs.

People in power
Busy playing blame game
Busy saving their skin
Everywhere is silence of death.

People with dead soul
People with dead conscience
Just watch the scene
Don’t utter a word.

When a mother cradles her baby
Deformed and twisted
Who does she curse?
God or human greed?

This is just a message
From one common woman
To the common people who suffered
We mourn with you.

Those who caused this
Those who helped them hide their sin
Both sleep in peace and bliss
But our hearts burn with you.

Any one who wants to know about it can check in Google or Wikipedia.

Its really shameful that almost nothing has been done for these people after absolutely destroying their lives, and the lives of their coming generations.