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World's best story poem, KOLKATA (2025)

06/04/2024

I will go to the sea when I get a holiday
ok?

We will get our feet wet when we get a holiday
ok?

I will wear a blue saree
You will walk with me by the hand
ok?

Your mine will stop forever
after the eyes,
ok?

The sea will soak up the water
The water will stick with it
ok?

When I get a holiday, I will run away
Look, you!
I'll get lost with you
No far..
ok?

This holiday will be only on me,
ok?

"Holiday"

06/04/2024

"Blossoms of Friendship"?

Once upon a time, in a quaint little village nestled between rolling hills and whispering forests, lived two girls named Lily and Rose. They were inseparable, their bond forged in the innocence of childhood.

Lily was the adventurous one, with fiery red hair that danced in the wind as she raced through the meadows, her laughter echoing in the air like the sweetest melody. Rose, on the other hand, was gentle and nurturing, her hazel eyes sparkling with kindness as she tended to the flowers in her family's garden.

From dawn till dusk, Lily and Rose explored every corner of their village, their imaginations painting vibrant landscapes where the ordinary became extraordinary. Together, they climbed trees, chased butterflies, and danced in the rain, their laughter echoing through the streets.

As they grew older, their friendship blossomed like the wildflowers that adorned the countryside. They shared secrets beneath the ancient oak tree, whispered dreams beneath the starry sky, and promised to stand by each other through every storm life may bring.

But as the years passed, their paths diverged. Lily's thirst for adventure led her beyond the village borders, seeking the thrill of new horizons and uncharted territories. Meanwhile, Rose found solace in the familiarity of home, nurturing her passion for botany and tending to the garden that bloomed with memories of their childhood.

Despite the distance that separated them, their bond remained unbreakable. They exchanged letters filled with tales of their adventures and dreams for the future, their words bridging the miles between them like invisible threads of friendship.

Years turned into decades, and life unfolded in unexpected ways. Lily traversed the globe, her heart filled with tales of distant lands and cultures, while Rose found contentment in the simple pleasures of a quiet life, surrounded by the beauty of nature.

But no matter where their journeys took them, they always found their way back to each other, their bond as strong as ever. And as they sat beneath the shade of the ancient oak tree, watching the sun set on another day, they knew that no distance could ever diminish the love and friendship that had blossomed between two girls named Lily and Rose.

06/04/2024

"Echoes of the Hidden Cabin"

Once upon a time, in a quaint little town nestled between rolling hills and lush forests, there lived three children: Alex, Jake, and Emily. Alex and Jake were the best of friends, inseparable since kindergarten, while Emily was the new girl in town, having moved in just a few weeks ago.

Alex was the adventurous type, always eager to explore the woods that bordered their town. Jake, on the other hand, was more reserved, finding solace in books and quiet contemplation. Emily was a mix of both, curious and imaginative, with a spark of mischief in her eyes.

One sunny afternoon, as they roamed the woods, they stumbled upon an old, forgotten cabin hidden deep within the trees. Excitement coursed through their veins as they pushed open the creaky door and stepped inside. The cabin was filled with dust-covered furniture and cobwebs, but there was an undeniable aura of mystery and adventure that captivated them.

As they explored further, they discovered a hidden compartment beneath the floorboards. Inside, they found an old journal belonging to a long-forgotten explorer who had once called the cabin home. The journal was filled with tales of daring expeditions and hidden treasures buried in the depths of the forest.

With newfound determination, the three friends embarked on their own adventure, following the clues left behind by the explorer. They deciphered riddles, braved treacherous paths, and faced their fears together. Along the way, they discovered the true meaning of friendship and the importance of teamwork.

As they finally reached the spot marked in the journal, they unearthed a small chest buried beneath the roots of an ancient oak tree. With trembling hands, they opened it to reveal a collection of precious gems and artifacts, glimmering in the sunlight.

With hearts full of joy and laughter, they made their way back to town, their bond stronger than ever before. And as they watched the sunset paint the sky in hues of orange and gold, they knew that their adventure was just the beginning of many more to come.

06/04/2024

"Elara and the Enchanted Forest: A Tale of Curiosity and Wonder."

Once upon a time, in a small village nestled between towering mountains and lush forests, there lived a young girl named Elara. She was known for her kindness, her adventurous spirit, and her insatiable curiosity about the world beyond their village.

One crisp autumn morning, Elara set out on a journey beyond the village's boundaries, determined to explore the secrets of the forest. As she ventured deeper into the woods, she stumbled upon a hidden path she had never noticed before. Intrigued, she followed it deeper into the heart of the forest, where shafts of sunlight danced through the canopy above, illuminating the emerald greenery below.

Lost in wonder, Elara wandered until she stumbled upon a clearing where a majestic unicorn stood, its coat shimmering like moonlight. Startled yet mesmerized, Elara approached the unicorn cautiously, her heart pounding with excitement.

To her surprise, the unicorn spoke in a voice as soft as the whisper of the wind. "Greetings, young traveler," it said. "I am Aurora, guardian of this enchanted forest. What brings you to this sacred place?"

Overwhelmed by the unicorn's presence, Elara found her voice. "I seek adventure and knowledge," she replied. "I yearn to discover the wonders of the world and uncover its mysteries."

Impressed by Elara's courage and thirst for knowledge, Aurora nodded solemnly. "Very well," she said. "I shall grant you your wish, but heed my warning: with great knowledge comes great responsibility."

With those words, Aurora touched her horn to Elara's forehead, and in an instant, a flood of wisdom and understanding poured into her mind. Elara gasped as she felt the universe unfold before her, revealing its secrets and wonders in all their glory.

Armed with newfound knowledge, Elara returned to her village, where she shared her discoveries with her friends and neighbors. Together, they embarked on countless adventures, exploring the world around them and spreading kindness wherever they went.

And so, Elara's thirst for knowledge not only enriched her own life but also brought joy and enlightenment to all who crossed her path. From that day forth, she was known as the greatest adventurer and scholar the world had ever known, her legend echoing through the ages as a testament to the power of curiosity and the wonders of the unknown.

21/03/2024

"Whispers in the Rain: A Symphony of Longing"

I saw you after a long time
No, not really.
You have posted a picture of yourself on the Facebook wall after a long time.
I saw it for a long time.
Do you still see my shadow in your eyes?
Today I did not understand why!
How can I tell you!?
You have taken voluntary separation from me for so many days.
How to understand the language of your eyes now!
Still not used to your absence even after so long.
Still yearning to hear a word from your mouth.
In the rainy night, the head pillow gets wet with the water covering the eyes.
Even in this way it is possible to forget, even in this way it is possible to move away, the heart is constantly burning with a strong flame.
If you touch it, you will burn.
If not, you are mixed in the world made with love equal to the sky!
May your courtyard be soaked in the calm atmosphere of tears!
Let my heart burn silently with this soul, as bright as the hot sun.
Let the stream of peace flow over you like the stream of Shravana.

Let it flow like the stream of Shravan.

17/03/2024

"LOST IN THE RAIN''

Standing in the habit
Even in the midst of busyness
Two eyes looking for you!
Morning and evening
Before going to work
Before returning home after work;
It's my job to see you
A soft, fragrant wind blows in the world
All day!

At the bus stop - in a crowd of thousands
a face;
You are calm, neutral, in a saree
Maybe not so eye-catching..
However, what is the depth of not getting
Aarti double-eyed-that I only lose me..every day-I think, talk..
No, I can't at all!

It is not reported that this is intense every day
My feeling is only increasing day by day!
Suddenly one evening..
Rainy day..
A few faces crowd at the bus stop..
Get off the bus as usual
Two eyes were looking for you!
You stand alone.
I stood in front with a bold courage and said - What kind of rain have you seen today? As if the world will sink!

Surprised to look at me ... looked at, unanswered!
I said again - my name is Sobhan, I have known you for a long time!
If you said in a soft voice - no, you don't know! If you knew, you wouldn't talk, you would turn away! No one talks to Nishikanyas! Their secret pains are always hidden! A rain is pouring outside, a rain in your eyes! A storm is in my chest!..

If I stepped in the rain! I couldn't stop! In fact, I don't have that much courage like many people! I will arrange a new life by holding the hand of a girl. I can't be so brave in this one life! But I still look for that lost girl in my heart; no, I named her - poor woman! In one life will remain in the mind forever - my sorrow!!

17/03/2024

'The Erosion of Love'

When coercion is carried out
Relationships become boring when love fades away.

Life becomes like dry wood,
Sometimes the smell of smoke comes out.
If a new one arrives between the lagging shells.

Seeing the statue inside the natmandir smiling
Their change from v***r to cloud,
Today face to face love changes are very sad.

Complaints piled up in the chest are heaps of shameful garbage,
A hundred yojans are the distance between a kiss and a kiss.
All life is passed by the lotus and the lotus flower.

Old couple to bring back
Sometimes the mind peeps into the mind,
All alliances succumbed to the pressure piles of many ages.

In fact, all relationships lose language.
Knows the words but hesitates when saying them.
Who laughs at words hiding himself
Once you pull him close, he will burst into tears.

15/03/2024

't falsely bind China

Be serious about touching so much body
Do you know how to touch the heart?
Touches the heart and touches the soul
Do you agree with that?
Tell me...
You know the lane of the heart!!!

Can you say..
you can say -
Now touching hearts is very easy
The poem has two lines
Otherwise, some words surprise.
Humming two or four calls
Even if you don't mind
There is a gift bag.

Yes, you can say
You can say these things.
It doesn't matter
If you understand sir, these are rotten sacks now.
Rust falls in the folds of memory
The routine is changing.

But I love the truth
To tell the truth man.
Good - bad, honey - poison
Darkness-light, together.
Fake smile, fake smile
Don't be fooled.
I salute the truth
I don't want false ties.

Bubun

14/03/2024

A scary ghost story

14/03/2024

"Beneath the Veil of Shame"

In shadows deep, where secrets hide,
Lurks human shame, a bitter tide.
It whispers softly, cold and sly,
Concealing truths with its dark lie.

From youthful dreams to grown-up fears,
It feeds on doubts, it thrives on tears.
In silent chambers of the soul,
It takes its toll, it takes its toll.

A mask we wear, a facade so strong,
Yet underneath, it lingers long.
It stains our hearts, it clouds our minds,
A weight we bear of various kinds.

But in the light, there lies release,
A chance to mend, a chance for peace.
For shame, though potent, cannot stand
Against the touch of helping hand.

So let us face it, brave and bold,
And in our flaws, find strength untold.
For in the journey to be free,
We learn to love ourselves, you see.

14/03/2024

"Digital Sonnet: Balancing Pixels and Peace"

In a world of screens, we roam,
Through cities vast, we find our home.
With pixels bright and circuits fast,
We navigate this cybercast.

On social streams, our voices blend,
Seeking connection, hoping to mend.
But in the noise, we often find,
Our solitude, left far behind.

Amidst the rush, a moment still,
Beneath the sky, a quiet thrill.
In nature's arms, we find our peace,
Where worries fade and troubles cease.

Yet intertwined with wires and code,
Our lives unfold, a digital ode.
In this modern age, we strive to cope,
Balancing pixels with love and hope.

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