A MESSAGE

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.

http://agnitrisha.blogspot.com/2009/08/trolls.html



Showing posts with label trisha (sharmishtha) basu. Show all posts
Showing posts with label trisha (sharmishtha) basu. Show all posts

Monday, August 10, 2009

True love

Don’t even dream in your
most childish fanciful dream that
a person who truly loves you
will follow you around the world.

Two type of people love too deeply...
One are those who love with whole heart

and demand the same from the mate.
The moment you fail completely.. they go!

For they know with that loving heart
they will find another mate soon.
So instead of ruining your peace
by begging for your love.. they move on.

Second are those who love very rare,
but love with all heart, soul and more.
They will think of only your happiness
So again, they will let you chase happiness.

Monday, July 20, 2009

It was love?

Now you say that it was love
that made you ruin your beloved
that made you so cruel that you
slandered her, ruined her beyond repair.

You call it love that made you destroy.
You call it desire that turned you in demon.
You left no stone unturned to ruin, shatter her
Yet you say that’s because you wanted her.

Listen my man, love is the nurturer,
the healer, the protector of beloved.
Her happiness is the thing he craves for
Her joy is the thing he is after.

The moment love turns to lust you go blind
Your lust becomes your only crave,desire.
You wont mind then going to any extreme
You wont mind destroying, burning her alive.

come back again

Come back again as love.
like you have done in past.
every time this earth yearned
for your love, your presence.

Whenever your children lost faith
lost love, lost peace of soul
you came down as Christ or
as Buddha or any other son.

To teach us to love again
to walk again in your path
to be together, walk together
relishing your presence...

As the earth is burning
people are turning
against each other
we need you back with us.

This time when you come
down to be with us
stay with us forever and
ever, don’t ever go back.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

The lady and the king

An emperor stumbled once on a lady
Full of beauty, honesty and modesty
He knew he will never have her
For he already had a loving queen.

But he wanted her happiness too much
So he asked one of his favoured ones
To give her the love and honour
Which he himself could not give her.

He did not knew that his favoured one
Had a dark soul as black as night
He tricked his own benefactor
Squeezed him out of his wealth.

Pretending he was wooing her to marry
Squeezed, showered the money on his girl
When he realized that he may get caught
He tricked the emperor, poisoned and fled.

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Go back

Go back undead go back to your crypt
go back in that dark place of rest
and resume your eternal sleep
she doesnot belongs to you or there.

You got tempted by her innocent youth
made a pact with her lusty kins
promising heaven in return of that youth
they failed to make her bow to you.

You returned from the door of heaven
unsatisfied still lusting for her
she was sleeping blissfully in her
lover’s arm, perfect picture of youth.

You stole her lover’s body but failed
to hide your shrivelled soul
soon your game was caught and
she backed away from you .

Don’t you realise the truth evil undead
your gnarled hands don’t look good
placed upon those lotus hands
nor does your dark soul beside the white.

Go back to sleep evil undead and pray
to God that he forgives your lust
and lets you enter in his domain
forgiven, cleansed and chastised.