The lips of an outcast river
Ache, procumbent of love
When you come to me
Tombstone;
Whatever is left after leaving
Something’s gone though, viod
touch is an indelible sensation of inamorata
Heartbeat
I’m the siner of love
callous dream of death
Ujjwal Roy Chowdhury
A bundle of law, Misc
rue of expiation,
Towards a subject of the opposite and the same
Far away from the division of Archeology
maxim downwardly
Pen down,
Whence a integral part of the preface
Some of theory
Link out the door, asymmetry
You’ll get a lot of words
Yet, the bourn is a bordel
For infliction
Ujjwal Roy Chowdhury
The last radix is a Accumulator evocation
inexorable, as well and anomaly;
vexatious to get it, notwithstanding anything to the contrary
Let’s Say do that
Nexus of copulation
You’re in ,
After leaving
I’ll be back in the lorn
A naked ink of
After intercourse, I’m ashamed then
Identical demise is no more
Where deprived bliss
Goes back to
Insoluble promises but it’s still a little
Prostrate but dauntless
Concealment of enlightenment
Something is inarticulate
©Ujjwal Roy Chowdhury
An orphaned bint
From the valley of Adhesion
Be able to make, far away from Concussion
Abundance and inconsistency are always possibilities,
Away from epoch
Lackluster, Where the reversion is a matter of immersion
Tie it up on my way
At the beginning of the new horizon
The tomb is where the bowels are
Womb of nil
©Ujjwal Roy Chowdhury
A perverted masculinity
Lies on the bed
Assumed,Semen on the fetus
Due to intercourse
Candle with care
Law of condom
A fake reviews with light
How far,
Discreet reaction
With a virgin girl
Muliebrity of cohabitation
Feeling lonely breaks in solitude
Of alone nightmares
©Ujjwal Roy Chowdhury
A beautiful soul of born
Down earth Sing a Song
Sketch by baneful kiss
Amidst, Reflection of the shadow
Take before eyes,
Sleeping mom’s womb
After a hue
Slept with my life
A door cannot be in
© Ujjwal Roy Chowdhury
A deceitful darkness
Immigrants from the trenches
When the lack of creativity is unimaginable
Dissatisfaction is not compatible ,
The shadow of luminous flux, it’s impetus
Men of femininity in the unseen light
Some kinky portraits,
Light of knave
Maybe a van in exile
There is no metamorphosis poesy in motion
Fervidity of cecity
That’s the simile of amenity
Go back to the aloofness of the worshiper
relieved within the gloom;
blind eyes ,
Tell me
Leave to meet ?
The unmarked gravestone of the poet’s beloved !
© Ujjwal Roy Chowdhury
In the depths of curdled sculpture;
Inseparable from solitude
Vestibule comes,
When the puzzle is moving away from the resonance;
notwithstanding the foregoing;
emptiness is the intention of extinction;
Steady tide,
A kiss on the lips of an unbeliever abashed
I’ll die for;
When the oceans roam
Only desire remains in the breath of love,
There is no evolution of Consciousness
The branch of the deluge comes down
Of amity
Some color of deprivation
Demise of Evil
utmost the Sulks is not celestial
© Ujjwal Roy Chowdhury
The way out of the puzzle, its illimitable
digressive of macula
one bedridden daubstar
Obstacles to,
do not let your heart turn aside;
Fron Sylvan
I’ll cull the next reflexion
In the last epistle of the mother’s birthday
How far is endless
© Ujjwal Roy Chowdhury
Poesy se atasca en la soledad;
Paradójicamente;
Escribir una lesión
Enlace salaz para el ritmo
Después del coito de féretro
Besado suavemente
Una luz de luna muerta -----------
Cecity: The last kiss
Poesy is getting stuck in solitude;
Paradoxically;
Write a lesion
Salacious liaison for the rhythm
After coitus of bier
Kissed softly,
A dead moonlight
© Ujjwal Roy Chowdhury
