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Thursday, December 14, 2017



Life was never what I wanted it to be
I wanted peace I got sorrow
I drove towards wisdom
Got this one thing right

Wanted to be near everyone
Distances kept on increasing
Wanted to learn everything
Career didn't allow

Wanted to be loved
But only I loved
Wanted to teach everyone good
I myself got changed
Life was never what I wanted it to be


I lost my ability to decide
I lost my ability to judge
I lost my ability to learn
I lost my ability to think

I lost the peaceful me
I lost the soulful me
I lost the carefree me
Life was never what I wanted it to be



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Life Was Never What I Wanted It To Be

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Life was never what I wanted it to be
I wanted peace I got sorrow
I drove towards wisdom
Got this one thing right

Wanted to be near everyone
Distances kept on increasing
Wanted to learn everything
Career didn't allow

Wanted to be loved
But only I loved
Wanted to teach everyone good
I myself got changed
Life was never what I wanted it to be


I lost my ability to decide
I lost my ability to judge
I lost my ability to learn
I lost my ability to think

I lost the peaceful me
I lost the soulful me
I lost the carefree me
Life was never what I wanted it to be



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Friday, June 2, 2017



Why do I feel sorrow.
Why does it feel hollow.
Is it just because she's hurt.
Or my heart is in confused dirt.


The mind says to withdraw
The compassion disagrees
This longing is for what.
I can't figure out.


Things are always complicated.
When will they be simple.
I hate this state of confusion.
Is there really a solution.


Am I doing the right thing
Am I doing really anything
Or everything is on its own
And I just go with the tone.


Sometimes I feel I am stupid.
I know nothing about cupid.
All this is for the first time
I am a noob in this dime.


But is it even real
The feel that it's surreal
Might be my misinterpretations
And my own false ideation.
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A few Lines

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Why do I feel sorrow.
Why does it feel hollow.
Is it just because she's hurt.
Or my heart is in confused dirt.


The mind says to withdraw
The compassion disagrees
This longing is for what.
I can't figure out.


Things are always complicated.
When will they be simple.
I hate this state of confusion.
Is there really a solution.


Am I doing the right thing
Am I doing really anything
Or everything is on its own
And I just go with the tone.


Sometimes I feel I am stupid.
I know nothing about cupid.
All this is for the first time
I am a noob in this dime.


But is it even real
The feel that it's surreal
Might be my misinterpretations
And my own false ideation.

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Sunday, April 23, 2017


I am confused and scared about what is happening to me. Is it happening again? Or is it happening for the first time because it never happened earlier? Or is it not what I think it is? It's just a few hours and I am missing the conversation/voice. How can this happen. When I think of post exam time, how will it be? How will I be able to sustain. Is it even real? Or just a play of some biological components? It's enjoyable but doesn't this kind of craving even for conversation mean that it's not the real thing, just a phase thing that has many names around. Moreover how can so many things match and yet many don't? I don't think it's this easy and accessible, right in front of you, to get the traits, qualities, characters and frequency you have been looking for, when all this while it was all there right in the foreground.

But maybe that's a different realm to discuss on and has its own dynamics. The reason for its abstraction might be because of my indifference to these things and the tedium or fear or exhaustion that I was going through regarding these. For one to see things, there should also be interest on the subject, right? But what has happened now? It was all unwanted, involuntary. I have no clue how it is going or where it is going and how did it even come to that or has it even come to any of that I am talking about in the first place. Maybe I am speculating too much and none of it has any reality to it. Well I fear the bad end and that's why I should not allow these things to haunt my mind. But whatever it is, it is filling me with positivity and if I see the recent past and my performance as an individual, I see myself at a good place. Things have definitely improved. Let's see how long it stays.
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It's Strange!

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I am confused and scared about what is happening to me. Is it happening again? Or is it happening for the first time because it never happened earlier? Or is it not what I think it is? It's just a few hours and I am missing the conversation/voice. How can this happen. When I think of post exam time, how will it be? How will I be able to sustain. Is it even real? Or just a play of some biological components? It's enjoyable but doesn't this kind of craving even for conversation mean that it's not the real thing, just a phase thing that has many names around. Moreover how can so many things match and yet many don't? I don't think it's this easy and accessible, right in front of you, to get the traits, qualities, characters and frequency you have been looking for, when all this while it was all there right in the foreground.

But maybe that's a different realm to discuss on and has its own dynamics. The reason for its abstraction might be because of my indifference to these things and the tedium or fear or exhaustion that I was going through regarding these. For one to see things, there should also be interest on the subject, right? But what has happened now? It was all unwanted, involuntary. I have no clue how it is going or where it is going and how did it even come to that or has it even come to any of that I am talking about in the first place. Maybe I am speculating too much and none of it has any reality to it. Well I fear the bad end and that's why I should not allow these things to haunt my mind. But whatever it is, it is filling me with positivity and if I see the recent past and my performance as an individual, I see myself at a good place. Things have definitely improved. Let's see how long it stays.

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Saturday, April 22, 2017


The following poem has been written by a sister of mine whose pen name is given at the end of the poem below.

Bidhi Tumi

Bidhi tumi e jano tomar khela.

Ki tumi chao, ki tumi pao.

Aro ki ki tomar ichha....

Jani tumi amar porikhha nichho..

Tabuo ami cheshta korbo

Amar sesh roktobindu porjonto

Amar biswash sotyi e sotyi

Naki sob amar moner kolpona matro..

Korunamoy ki sotyi e amar opor koruna korben

Naki tini nisthur ,nirdoy...

Jani e mon sudhu taanr choronashrito

Tobu o bichar o aabege abodhho.

Moher bondhon chinno koro probhu..

Mukti dao ,gyan dao ,hridoy e nibid shanti dao.

Tomar preme biswash dao.


-Parna

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Bidhi Tumi (Bangla Poem)

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The following poem has been written by a sister of mine whose pen name is given at the end of the poem below.

Bidhi Tumi

Bidhi tumi e jano tomar khela.

Ki tumi chao, ki tumi pao.

Aro ki ki tomar ichha....

Jani tumi amar porikhha nichho..

Tabuo ami cheshta korbo

Amar sesh roktobindu porjonto

Amar biswash sotyi e sotyi

Naki sob amar moner kolpona matro..

Korunamoy ki sotyi e amar opor koruna korben

Naki tini nisthur ,nirdoy...

Jani e mon sudhu taanr choronashrito

Tobu o bichar o aabege abodhho.

Moher bondhon chinno koro probhu..

Mukti dao ,gyan dao ,hridoy e nibid shanti dao.

Tomar preme biswash dao.


-Parna

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The following poem has been written by a sister of mine whose pen name is given at the end of the poem below.

আমার নীরবতাই তুমি আছো


আমার নীরবতাই তুমি আছো
আমার আকুলতায় তুমি আছো
আমার সজলতাই তুমি আছো
আমার মনে-প্রাণে তুমি আছো
আমার অনন্ত-বাহিরে তুমি আছো
আমার হাঁসি-কান্নাতে তুমি আছো
আমার প্রতি স্ত্রীলে তুমি আছো
আমার অন্তরে তুমি আছো
আমার প্রতি গানে তুমি আছো
আমার জীবনের প্রতি ছন্দে তুমি আছো
আমার হৃদযন্ত্রণে তুমি আছো
আমার কথাতে তুমি আছো
আমার ভাষাতে তুমি আছো
আমার রন্ধ্রে রন্ধ্রে তুমি আছো
প্রতি ছন্দে তুমি আছো

-Parna

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Aamaar Nirobotai Tumi Aachho (Bengali Poem)

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The following poem has been written by a sister of mine whose pen name is given at the end of the poem below.

আমার নীরবতাই তুমি আছো


আমার নীরবতাই তুমি আছো
আমার আকুলতায় তুমি আছো
আমার সজলতাই তুমি আছো
আমার মনে-প্রাণে তুমি আছো
আমার অনন্ত-বাহিরে তুমি আছো
আমার হাঁসি-কান্নাতে তুমি আছো
আমার প্রতি স্ত্রীলে তুমি আছো
আমার অন্তরে তুমি আছো
আমার প্রতি গানে তুমি আছো
আমার জীবনের প্রতি ছন্দে তুমি আছো
আমার হৃদযন্ত্রণে তুমি আছো
আমার কথাতে তুমি আছো
আমার ভাষাতে তুমি আছো
আমার রন্ধ্রে রন্ধ্রে তুমি আছো
প্রতি ছন্দে তুমি আছো

-Parna

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The following poem has been written by a sister of mine whose pen name is given at the end of the poem below.

প্রেম কি চাও তুমি


কহ প্রেম কি চাও তুমি
আরো কি কিছু চাওযার আছে আমার কাছে ।
নিয়েছো তো আমাকেই আমার থেকে
জ্বালায়েছ প্রেমবহ্নি আমার হৃদয়ে আলো হতে ।
আর কি চাও বলো
আমি দিতে রাজি আছি যা কিছু তুমি চাও ।
সবই তো দিয়েছি তোমাকে, আর কিছু যে নেই আমার ।
করেছি উজাড় আপনারে শুধু তোমার জন্য
তুমি কেমন বলো তো ?
যত চেষ্টা করি বুঝতে তোমাকে
ততই গড়িয়ে যায় ।
কে তুমি কীই বা তোমার স্বরূপ
কিছুতেই খুঁজে না পাই ।
তুমি যে মনে হও অনন্ত অপরিসীম
তবু কেন সীমানা বেঁয়ে যাও ।
পার না তুমি সকল সীমানা ছাড়িয়ে যেতে
ভাসিয়ে নিয়ে যেতে তোমার অনন্ত প্রান্তে ।
তাই তো আমি তোমার অনন্ত অপেক্ষায় রইলাম ।

-Parna

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Prem Ki Chao Tumi (Bangla poem)

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The following poem has been written by a sister of mine whose pen name is given at the end of the poem below.

প্রেম কি চাও তুমি


কহ প্রেম কি চাও তুমি
আরো কি কিছু চাওযার আছে আমার কাছে ।
নিয়েছো তো আমাকেই আমার থেকে
জ্বালায়েছ প্রেমবহ্নি আমার হৃদয়ে আলো হতে ।
আর কি চাও বলো
আমি দিতে রাজি আছি যা কিছু তুমি চাও ।
সবই তো দিয়েছি তোমাকে, আর কিছু যে নেই আমার ।
করেছি উজাড় আপনারে শুধু তোমার জন্য
তুমি কেমন বলো তো ?
যত চেষ্টা করি বুঝতে তোমাকে
ততই গড়িয়ে যায় ।
কে তুমি কীই বা তোমার স্বরূপ
কিছুতেই খুঁজে না পাই ।
তুমি যে মনে হও অনন্ত অপরিসীম
তবু কেন সীমানা বেঁয়ে যাও ।
পার না তুমি সকল সীমানা ছাড়িয়ে যেতে
ভাসিয়ে নিয়ে যেতে তোমার অনন্ত প্রান্তে ।
তাই তো আমি তোমার অনন্ত অপেক্ষায় রইলাম ।

-Parna

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The following poem has been written by a sister of mine whose pen name is given at the end of the poem below.

কিছু আছে কিছু নেই


কিছু আছে কিছু নেই
হয়তো বা অনেক কিছুই বা সবকিছুই  আছে
তবু কেন মনে হয় কিছুই নেই ।
নেই নেই, কেন নেই
কীই বা নেই
কিছু কি নেই বা সত্যিই কিছু আছে ।
কীই বা আছে
আবার যদি আছে তো কেনই বা আছে ।

আছে যদি হোক সে
করি কেন নেই নেই
এই আছে, এই নেই, তবু কেন নেই নেই ।

আমিও কি সত্যিই আছি
নাকি আমিও নেই ।
যদি আছি আমি তবে
কীই বা নেই ।

-Parna


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Kichhu Aachhe Kichhu Nei (Bangla Poem)

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The following poem has been written by a sister of mine whose pen name is given at the end of the poem below.

কিছু আছে কিছু নেই


কিছু আছে কিছু নেই
হয়তো বা অনেক কিছুই বা সবকিছুই  আছে
তবু কেন মনে হয় কিছুই নেই ।
নেই নেই, কেন নেই
কীই বা নেই
কিছু কি নেই বা সত্যিই কিছু আছে ।
কীই বা আছে
আবার যদি আছে তো কেনই বা আছে ।

আছে যদি হোক সে
করি কেন নেই নেই
এই আছে, এই নেই, তবু কেন নেই নেই ।

আমিও কি সত্যিই আছি
নাকি আমিও নেই ।
যদি আছি আমি তবে
কীই বা নেই ।

-Parna


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