Tagged: Heart

Poetic Friendship 4

Poetic Friendship

My first serious poetic (I guess) attempt

As I was receiving “Good morning messages” from my very close friends, though many were forwarded messages, I appreciated the intent rather than the content. I thought for a while, while driving to the office, why not attempt a small poetic thought on this extremely beautiful subject. Thus the process got triggered. I am thoroughly convinced that the flow of thought, was a true reflection of my appreciation of the kind of affinity I have received from them.

From the bottom of my heart,
comes this autumn art.
Thus this awesome thought

Desolate Heart 0

Desolate Heart

This poem depicts the state of a lover whose beloved has departed and not returning back. But out of the love, lover refuses to accept the situation.
Through this poem the lover is trying to get the consolation through thinking that the beloved is not away, it is the problem in the eyes because of which beloved’s presence cannot be spotted out! And that tears are there to makes the eyes clean so that beloved can be seen.

Desolate heart trying to find consolation

That there could my eyes

Suffering from some disease

Could not spot your sight!

Faint eyes trying for your sight

Heart or Art? 0

Heart or Art?

HEART means COMPASSION
HEART means LOVE
HEART means PASSION TO SERVE
HEART means SENSITIVITY….

ART means DRAWING
ART means CONCEPT
ART means FICTION
ART means SKILL…..

Now what do you value most? ART or HEART?

LIFE 0

LIFE

LIFE IS A GAME OF CRICKET ;

WITH A FEAR OF BRING A WICKET;

IF U HAVE TO SOUL,

DO NOT START TO HOWL;

IF U ARE SELECTED TO BAT;

ACCEPT IT AS A WAVE OF YOUR HAT;

IF U ARE CAUGHT ;

OR BOWLED OUT FOR A NAUGHT;

THEN DO NOT CRY;

JUST ASK WHY ?

BECAUSE LIFE IS A GAME OF CRICKET;

AND SOMEBODY HAS TO LOSE A WICKET..

FOR SOME ONE.

BEFORE GETTING SOMETHING;

I LOST EVERYTHING;

INSTEAD OF LIGHT;

NIGHT CAME TO MY LIFE;

I LOST HER

BEFORE I DID MEET;

STILL I REMEMBER

HER FRAGRANCE SO SWEET.

its my collections,written by me:-Debasis Pradhan.

DREAMS. 0

DREAMS.

THE DREAMS,THE DREAMS

SOME OF THEM ARE BLACK AND WHITE

THE DREAMS, THE DREAMS

WHICH NEVER KEEP QUIET.

DREAMS COME AND GO

DRIVING SPIRIT HIGH AND SLOW

BUT ONE OF THEM SURE GLOW AND GLOW

THE DREAMS TO BE FREETO FLY AND FLY

LIKE LITTLE BIRDS TO TOUCH THE SKY.

THE DREAMS TO GET RID

FROM PAIN AND SORROW

THE DREAMS TO HAVE

A BEAUTIFUL TOMORROW.

SO LOOK INSIDE

PEEP INTO YOUR DREAM

THEN ROW YOUR BOAT.

ON LIFE’S VAST STREAM.

by:-debasis pradhan.

Creating stem cells – The Holy Grail of medicine! 0

Creating stem cells – The Holy Grail of medicine!

Few people would have dreamt that medicine can advance so far as to create human hearts or kidneys in the laboratories. Scientific research has progressed so fast that scientists can now create stem cells from mature body cells.
Stem cells are what we call as pluripotent cells i.e capable of developing into any adult cell that they are programmed to become! Scientists have managed to turn the clock back on skin cells to turn them into stem cells and these can be mutated to form adult organs and tissues.