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Metaphors of life
By Nandini Sengupta
Poet and Writer
'Writing is the painting of the voice' - Voltaire
I write to inspire, think and dream. My works are a reflection of my way of perceiving the world in its varied nuances.
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Nandini Sengupta
Sep 2, 20231 min read
In a life hereafter
I will meet you in a life hereafter in a different land away from this chaos where all barriers will cease to exist where all your lies...
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Nandini Sengupta
Aug 3, 20231 min read
The night sky tales
Of kings and dragon tales, Of mysteries and fables in place, Of lobsters and fishmonger, The night sky deals in all. Have you ever gazed...
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Nandini Sengupta
Jul 27, 20231 min read
To cook or not to cook
The grand perils of cooking the steaming hot khichdi in the making: to stir and when to stir the eternal dilemma while tasting. The...
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Nandini Sengupta
May 20, 20231 min read
Beloved
That night has arrived, after a prolonged and agonizing wait: he would embrace her in his arms while her bangles would make a jingling...
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Nandini Sengupta
Jan 24, 20231 min read
The Door
Escaping through the traverse of the ever flourishing mustard field, her tired soles no more feel the rough texture of the rolling dry...
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Nandini Sengupta
Jul 5, 20221 min read
For hundred years
I will not sleep for hundred years for the raging soul aspires to be poetry of your endless nights a dreamer of your dreams. I will not...
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Nandini Sengupta
Jun 10, 20221 min read
Bubble
When everything seems meaningless and rubble, when you are floating in a bubble, consider you are in trouble. When the heart denies the...
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Nandini Sengupta
Jun 9, 20221 min read
A Date with Life
I embrace you in open arms in pain and in laughter in joys and sorrows, as I falter mapping the paths broad and narrow. With heavy feet,...
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Nandini Sengupta
May 24, 20221 min read
A Poem
Words convulse emotions digress, we are at loss, as how far to progress-- at times it feels like stopping here at times meandering ways,...
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Nandini Sengupta
Apr 1, 20221 min read
Breaking Free
Let me break the rules for a day Let me run in a slow motion like that in a movie Let me fly in a parachute on one rainy day Let me slide...
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Nandini Sengupta
Feb 19, 20221 min read
Offering
The one string of Ektara the Baul plays in reverence, with his index finger in place: the strain of his devotion reaching miles and...
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Nandini Sengupta
Jan 26, 20221 min read
Dance of creation
On the parched earth does she touch her feet, with closed eyes she joins her hands, in absolute subjugation to her Lord she dedicates her...
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Nandini Sengupta
Jan 23, 20221 min read
Sandy tales (part 2)
The sound of your anklets caressing the heated sand, The playful wind wiping your tears before they touch the rusty land, bring them to...
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Nandini Sengupta
Jan 23, 20221 min read
Sandy tales (Part 1)
Our story spans thousands of years for aeons we have loved, Your footprints lead to the threshold of my abode. As the dusty dunes sweep...
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Nandini Sengupta
Jan 13, 20221 min read
Lore of thy song
In the autumn of the day when the crimson of the sun merges with the indigo sky, when raag Yaman reverberates with the sweet essence of...
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Nandini Sengupta
Jan 10, 20221 min read
Freedom of Silence
I prefer to be silent for now Silence is all I seek; The unaccountable images swirling around, I want to pause them for some relief. The...
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Nandini Sengupta
Jan 3, 20221 min read
The Incognito
The irreconcilable distance traversed from the known to the unknown, familiar faces turning strange, the ink which once dotted the...
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Nandini Sengupta
Dec 23, 20211 min read
The deserted house
That house stands there for ages on end- It's deserted and lonely, No human forms or shapes inhabit it anymore. Its crumbling walls and...
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