Welcome to My Poetry
Holi, the festival of colours
In the month of Spring,
When people colour each other
And the love sings,
They call each other brothers
And happiness brings,
Thus in the magic of colours
The whole world sync.
©baisakhibhattacharya
<10th March, 2020>
I walk down the aisel, looking at all the smiling faces that surround the room
My love was standing at the end, with a spark in his eyes
He looked like the Prince, I saw one night in my dream
I walk up to him as he held my hands tight
We look in each other’s eyes as we take our vows
Exchange our rings, promising to hold hands till the end
Our wedding end but our lives begin
With the kiss, that brightened up the room in golden light.
Baisakhi Bhattacharya
<5th April, 2017>
The sun was shining brightly,
The wind was soft and cool.
The grasses were greener than ever,
The flowers were pretty beautiful.
I was sitting on the front porch of my house,
Feeling the wind and the sun on my skin.
Looking at a distance, I saw someone coming.
He was running towards this way.
As he approached, I realised it was him
I stood up, smiling,
He came close to me and smiled too
With a spark in his eyes.
He suddenly bend down on his knees
I didnt get a chance to think what he was doing
Then at once he took out something from his pocket
And said, Will you marry me?
It came like a surprise to me
I smiled and said, Yes, I will and extended my hand
He happily put the ring on my finger
And he kissed me tight.
-Baisakhi Bhattacharya
<6th November, 2016>
I looked up at the night sky
And saw a light coming down.
When it came near,
It looked like a man.
With wings as white as snow,
And as bright as the sun.
He was an Angel.
I knew it was for sure.
He walked close to me,
And took my hand.
I was blinded by the glow
That surrounded us for a while.
And then he whispered into my ear,
“Do u remember the wish you made every night when you are here?”
I looked at him and I couldnt believe my eyes
Cause he was the one I was wishing for all this time..
-Baisakhi Bhattacharya
<29th October, 2016>
My hobbies are making Paper Crafts, paintings, reading horror and fantasy Novels, writing short stories, and i have just started writing short poems too.
The poems r all about my feelings.
And u might find few poems to be fantasy type too, bcoz i love day dreaming.
And yes, i believe in Magic, Fairy Tales are real, and Wishes do come true.
Dream Poetry 