Literature Goutam

  Not  a   foe But   a  friend We   are   happy In    this   trend. ------------- Poet: Dr. Goutam  Kumar Mallick.

Slogan by Dr. Goutam Kumar Mallick Our Farmers ,Our Glory. N.B First published : Vumiputra          Burdwan, West Bengal,India.     9th january,2013.

I love Shillong, I love Shillong, And yes, I love Shillong. Even today I see your image In the canvas of my mind. I love you, Shillong I truly love you. I often think Did God Himself Paint your beauty On the hills ? Shillong, you look beautiful, You really look beautiful. Trees and greenery wrapped Around soothing hills ----- Like a land  from fairly tales. You look wonderful, Shillong,you look wonderful. The sun and clouds Play together all day long. Watching it all, My heart overflows With waves of joy. " Shillong,I love you" My heart whispers aloud. When Waterfalls, Come dancing down the mountains, Every joy within me Starts dancing like waves. Shillong, I love you. You are the jewel In the eyes of thousands of travelers. Even from afar, I still hear your call. And silently I say ----- I will come again, Shillong, I will come to you. Shillong ,I love you, You fill my heart with delight. ----------------------- Poet : Dr. Goutam Kumar Mallick

Rhymes for Kids  

  My Book 'ECHOES FROM MY HEART'

(A poem on Umiam Lake of Meghalaya ,India) Though today the sky is cloudy, Light and shadow softly play. Umiam ---- around you gathers A fair of trees in green array. A gentle breeze flows calm and sweet, Waves rise with a murmuring sound. My soul finds peace beholding you ---- As though someone lit joy all around. At the call of birds, My heart longs to drift away. My eyes are filled with your beauty --- I wish to return someday. O Umiam , O Umiam I wish to come again someday. -------------- Poet : Dr. Goutam Kumar Mallick

(Photo credit Ravi Roshan,free download from pexels) My heart whispers -- Mother Durga is coming. So many words rise within me, yet they remain unspoken. The thoughts of heart Stay  locked within. Last time, I had wished to say -- O Mother, grant me the strength to gift my wife a new sari, to clothe my child in fresh attire -- But the words never left my lips. Instead,within my heart I prayed O Slayer of Demons, do not falter in Your battle ! Yet even that remained unsaid. And when You arrived ,Mother, Your Presence filled me with such joy That I forgot everything else. But this time I shall speak, I must speak ---- Mother, make me the demon myself Mother, make me the demon. ------/-------/// Poet : Dr. Goutam Kumar Mallick.