1st year, English Honours, Loreto College, Calcutta University
My Poem
It has stopped starling me? No
Solitude is pleasurable
But for eternity is a curse !
Curse indeed is the life itself ,
The eminent question I ask
Is everything in me evil?
Evil if so
Don’t evil deserved to be loved?
Or is love the curse itself?
Tantalising is the thought
Isn’t it?
Well don’t have a heavy heart
It’s not the love heart
That hurt.
They say friendship is the purest of all
Then why do I always get
Hurt from it?
Oh yes I’m evil.
So hurt is destined for me!