"WHISPER OF WISDOM" written by Sibshankar Roy Laskar World's Humanitarian Poet,
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Ongoing, Unang na-publish May 19, 2024
"SPREADING WORLD WIDE PEACE LOVE FRATERNITY HUMANITY THROUGH POETRY"

"Introducing Sibshankar Roy Laskar, the visionary poet and artist hailed as India's beacon of compassion and creativity. With a profound commitment to humanitarian values, Sibshankar's poetic verses and mesmerizing artworks transcend borders, inspiring hearts and minds globally.

Dedicated to promoting peace, justice, and social equality, Sibshankar's creative endeavors resonate with the universal quest for understanding and empathy. His nomination for the Nobel Prize in Literature is a testament to his unparalleled talent and unwavering dedication to using art as a catalyst for positive change.

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In the quiet corners of my heart, I kept a secret garden-a fragile bloom of love that I tended with care. It was for someone who never truly belonged there. His touch was like frost on petals, beautiful yet cold. His words, sweet as honey, dripped with deception. I loved him with a fervour that blinded me to the truth sometimes love is a cruel mirage. But as the seasons changed, so did my perception, revealing the fault lines of our mismatched souls. He was the wrong puzzle piece, forcing himself into spaces where he didn't fit. And I, foolishly, tried to mould myself to his edges. The pain of loving the wrong person is a silent ache-an ache that gnaws at your spirit, eroding the very essence of who you are. It's the realisation that you've been watering a barren tree, hoping for blossoms that will never come. Yet, I clung to him, desperate for validation, afraid of the void that would follow if I let go. But life has a way of surprising us. In the quiet aftermath of heartbreak, when tears blurred my vision, I stumbled upon a different kind of love. It wasn't loud or tempestuous; it was a gentle whisper-a warm breeze that carried away the debris of shattered dreams. 𝓓𝓮𝓿 appeared like a sunrise after a storm, illuminating the corners of my wounded heart. He was the right puzzle piece missing half of my soul. His laughter was a melody that resonated with mine, and his touch ignited constellations within me. We built a love that didn't need mending, for it was whole from the start. In his arms, I found solace, and in his eyes, I glimpsed eternity. The pain of loving the wrong person prepared me for the miracle of finding the right one. It taught me that scars can heal, and broken hearts can bloom anew. Now, as I stand on the threshold of forever, hand in hand with the one who fits seamlessly into my existence, I honour the past wrong turns, the tears, and the silent battles. For they led me to this love that feels like coming home.
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Maybe, just maybe, in a universe, Our love will grow and not just manifest. Maybe, there you'll be eager to know, My poem of love, written for you in free verse. It's not a mere thing, I'll tell you, It's like a love, so fresh, but not new. It's like feeling euphoric, just by an image, It's so affectionate, even just to envisage. It's like feeling the need for a word, A word, stronger than 'love'. A feeling for the world, That holds none but us. A misconception that it's impure and evil, That love's just a headache provider. I pity the souls who haven't witnessed it's purity, Cause love is a world of fondness for someone, with your dignity. Years of await, years of hope, Hoping that miseries shall be no more. And years of praying for him to be mine, This wish aged like a fine wine. He's so beautiful, how do I tell? For him, in nick of time, I fell. God really took fine years to enchant him, With all the goodness, stars suggested to pour in. He's got unexplainable beauty, That I adore so much more than he'll ever see. It's a hurting fact, that he'll never love me back, Despite that, he's the reason love isn't crap. Maybe he's got his definition of affection, Which, unfortunately, isn't the same soul as this one. Maybe, he's found his reason to live, To whom, all of himself, he'll give. If not then good for the love, The love that I saved for years. If not, then let it be this world, Where separation from me is what he fears. Maybe, just maybe, it's the universe, Where our love will grow, not just manifest. Maybe, he's actually eager to know, My love for him, written like a free verse poem. Tropes- Indian adaptation, grumpy x sunshine, enemies to lovers, destiny's games, school love, young love. Began- June 14th, 2024 Conclude-
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"You were the biggest mistake of my life! The worst regret I ever had!" My voice lashed out, sharp and unforgiving. My chest heaved, fists trembling. I didn't mean it. I didn't mean any of it. But the words were out, irreversible. Akshara froze, her wide, tear-filled eyes locked onto mine. "You don't trust me?" she whispered, her voice barely holding together. "I did it for you. They sai-" Her voice broke, a lone tear slipping down her cheek. My heart twisted painfully. "You should have told me!" I roared, my knees giving out as I crashed onto the cold marble floor. My hands clutched my chest, as if trying to hold my breaking heart together. "You should have FUĆKING TOLD ME!" ----------------- Breaking News "The famous Shekhawat elder son was found dead in a tragic car accident late last night. The police are investigating possible foul play..." My phone slipped from my grasp, hitting the floor with a dull thud. The words blurred as my vision swam with tears. No. No. No. My breath hitched, my body trembling violently. This can't be him. This can't be real. "NO!" My scream shattered the silence. My knees buckled, and I collapsed, sobs wracking my body. The last thing I ever said to him-those cruel, unforgivable words-replayed in my mind. I never got to take them back. And now... I never would. 🖊💫 His Shayari, Her Sparks She's a no-filter, caffeine-fueled almost-engineer. He's a mischievous poet with a storm behind his words. Sarcasm meets poetry, chaos meets charm-but behind the banter, both hide unspoken scars. Will love give their secrets a voice, or will silence keep them apart? A tale of wit, wounds, and the poetry of love.
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"My heart was a canvas, blank and unaware, until the day I met her. Her eyes were the paintbrush that stroked the colors of love, laughter, and adventure. With every moment we shared, a new shade of beauty was added to my life's masterpiece. Her touch ignited a fire that melted my fears, and her smile lit up the sky. I found my home, my safe haven, my forever love. She is the poetry that makes my heart sing, the music that makes my soul dance, and the love that makes my life a work of art." "He walked into my life like a storm, shaking the foundations of my soul. His eyes were the lightning that illuminated the darkness, revealing a love so pure and true. His strong arms were the shelter from the tempest, holding me close and keeping me safe. His gentle touch was the sunshine that warmed my heart, and his loving words were the rain that nourished my spirit. With every breath, I fell deeper into the ocean of his love, drowning in the depths of his kindness, humor, and strength. He is the anchor that holds me steady, the compass that guides me true, and the love that makes my heart whole