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Category: Poetry

Brand new! India…

November 13, 2020November 14, 2020 ~ debduttapaul ~ Leave a comment

All incidents in this poem are fictional. Resemblance to any modern nation-state are completely coincidental.

Those teardrops are false

July 15, 2020 ~ debduttapaul ~ Leave a comment

About selective outrage displayed by elite Indians.

নতুন করে

July 11, 2020April 14, 2021 ~ debduttapaul ~ Leave a comment

গরীব মানুষের ক্ষণিকের বিলাসিতা। 🙂

প্রাণে তোমার

July 10, 2020July 12, 2020 ~ debduttapaul ~ Leave a comment

এটি একটি ব্যক্তিগত কবিতা। অযথা প্রশ্ন করিয়া লজ্জা দিবেন না।

দূরত্ব এভাবেই

June 10, 2020June 10, 2020 ~ debduttapaul ~ Leave a comment

Personal poem, translation not provided.

I have stopped believing…

June 6, 2020June 6, 2020 ~ debduttapaul ~ 2 Comments

The tale of minds.

ভুল করে

June 6, 2020June 10, 2020 ~ debduttapaul ~ Leave a comment

Exploring the pathways of love. Translation provided for two languages.

Let’s talk about spring

February 4, 2020February 4, 2020 ~ debduttapaul ~ Leave a comment

An ode to the times.

মহালয়া

September 28, 2019October 22, 2019 ~ debduttapaul ~ Leave a comment

When your biggest festival approaches, but...

ফেলে এলাম

August 16, 2019August 17, 2019 ~ debduttapaul ~ Leave a comment

About leaving behind a part of yourself, where you have grown up.

Burnt

February 5, 2019February 5, 2019 ~ debduttapaul ~ 3 Comments

About memories and ashes.

অসভ্য

January 23, 2019February 27, 2019 ~ debduttapaul ~ Leave a comment

Addressing civilization.

The English transliteration and translation are provided.

ভীড়

January 12, 2019January 13, 2019 ~ debduttapaul ~ 1 Comment

নারীদের আমরা ভুলেই গিয়েছি। About the women we haven't cared to remember.

The English transliteration and translation are provided.

বিষণ্ণ আলো

January 8, 2019January 13, 2019 ~ debduttapaul ~ Leave a comment

About the feeling of depression.

The English transliteration and translation are provided.

ভুলে যাবো তোকে?

January 7, 2019January 13, 2019 ~ debduttapaul ~ Leave a comment

অত সহজ নয়। About not being able to forget so easily.

The English transliteration and translation are provided.

একাকীত্ব

December 17, 2018September 11, 2019 ~ debduttapaul ~ 5 Comments

আমার সব সময়ের সঙ্গী সে যে... About the constant companion of my life.

The English transliteration and translation are provided.

রঙীন

July 19, 2018January 8, 2019 ~ debduttapaul ~ 2 Comments

সে রঙীন করে গেল... About being painted.

The English transliteration and translation are provided.

सपने

April 30, 2018January 8, 2019 ~ debduttapaul ~ 3 Comments

सपनों की ऊंची... Are we dreaming high enough?

The English transliteration and translation are provided.

Curled

April 22, 2018December 7, 2018 ~ debduttapaul ~ 1 Comment

About a picture of an old woman.

মাথা উঁচু করে বাঁচা

April 20, 2018October 26, 2020 ~ debduttapaul ~ Leave a comment

একটা ঘটনার পরিপ্রেক্ষিতে লেখা একটা কাল্পনিক চিত্রপট... This is an imaginary recitation from the point-of-view of a man I came across on the road.

The English transliteration and translation are provided.

Look up

March 17, 2018March 17, 2018 ~ debduttapaul ~ 8 Comments

For a girl, about to be a woman, to tell her that she is much more than the world has (majorly) perceived her to be. To make her realize about her capabilities.

Love

February 6, 2018November 10, 2021 ~ debduttapaul ~ 9 Comments

What is love?

শিগ্গিরি

May 29, 2017August 29, 2020 ~ debduttapaul ~ 7 Comments

আসছি, কলকাতা... Waiting to be back in Kolkata, my home.

The English transliteration and translation are provided.

Back there

April 8, 2017February 2, 2018 ~ debduttapaul ~ 3 Comments

This is an experience of a dear friend, who narrated it to me, and I could not help but pen it down myself. Some of the details are cooked up, but the emotions were real. It is being posted with permission.

The real poets

March 9, 2017February 3, 2018 ~ debduttapaul ~ 5 Comments

A tribute to poets.

For a red-haired muse

February 28, 2017February 2, 2018 ~ debduttapaul ~ 14 Comments

A fictitious sexual encounter with an imaginary red-haired girl.

Sunset by the Sea

February 26, 2017February 2, 2018 ~ debduttapaul ~ Leave a comment

A humble attempt to describe the beautiful sunset by the TIFR sea-face on a peaceful February Sunday.

Whatever I write about

January 26, 2017February 2, 2018 ~ debduttapaul ~ 3 Comments

Whom is poetry written for?

Emptiness

July 31, 2015February 3, 2018 ~ debduttapaul ~ 3 Comments

On a lover of the past.

Opt-eye-mistic

May 3, 2015February 3, 2018 ~ debduttapaul ~ 1 Comment

Realizations of a pained soul that looks forward to see the world.

নতুন

June 30, 2014January 8, 2019 ~ debduttapaul ~ Leave a comment

...করে শুরু করি? About starting afresh.

The English transliteration and translation are provided.

কলকাতা

December 8, 2013August 29, 2020 ~ debduttapaul ~ Leave a comment

আমার শহর... kolkātā, the city I grew up in.

The English transliteration and translation are provided.

শিং — Horns

December 2, 2013January 8, 2019 ~ debduttapaul ~ 3 Comments

সমুদ্রতীরের এক মানুষের ব্যাপারে... About a man who sells toys on the sea-shore. I wrote the English translation at the same time, in the flow.

The English transliteration to the Bengali part is provided.

বাতি

December 1, 2013January 8, 2019 ~ debduttapaul ~ Leave a comment

আলো-আঁধারীর খেলা... The interplay of light and shadow.

The English transliteration and translation are provided.

See you soon, Kolkata

July 27, 2013August 29, 2020 ~ debduttapaul ~ 1 Comment

An ode to the city where I grew up, before leaving it for long.

Sunsets

November 30, 2009February 3, 2018 ~ debduttapaul ~ Leave a comment

About sharing sunsets with a stranger on a distant roof, day after day.

My Dreams

April 30, 2009February 3, 2018 ~ debduttapaul ~ Leave a comment

Standing by my dreams.

Your Debris

January 31, 2009February 3, 2018 ~ debduttapaul ~ Leave a comment

Debris of first love.

আমার

November 22, 2008May 10, 2020 ~ debduttapaul ~ 8 Comments

১৭ বছর বয়সে লেখা একটা কাল্পনিক চিত্রপট... A fictitious piece I wrote as a 17-year old.

The English transliteration and translation are provided.

The Heroes

August 31, 2008February 27, 2019 ~ debduttapaul ~ 7 Comments

A war-poem, with a deeper meaning hidden in the identities of the people involved.

Lies

May 31, 2008February 3, 2018 ~ debduttapaul ~ Leave a comment

Lies crush innocent hearts.

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