Sharmishtha Basu is an unemployed artist, writer who is out to test her works, she is eager to meet publicists, literary agents and huge hearted readers, to see if they can help her to build an “unorthodox” career, a path followed by many before, some has been blessed with success, most have not, let us see what you make of her attempts! A failure or success- it all depends on you. These are pieces from her book, the book is available on createspace and amazon- It is a collection of poems and black and white illustrations that go with them, some are photographs others are paintings, sketches done by authoress herself. If you enjoy them do make her happy by buying the books, they are waiting for you!
Waves that became songs
He asked in a menacing tone,
without turning back or looking,
one hand gripping his sword,
another holding the rail firmly.
“So how far have you trained your sister?
To take the place of my real lover?
While you are playing a game of love
with her using my name and identity?”
Speaker was the prince and listener his neighbor,
another prince and his childhood playmate
an accident took away the prince’s eyesight
a poor girl nursed him back to life.
Sacrificed her own sight to give him his
but his father did not wanted her in his palace,
so he conspired with the prince’s playmate
who convinced him he was nursed by his cousin.
He thought the lover will be fooled, but forgot love
is blind but sees all, soon the prince felt the truth,
Now it was time for the show down,
the time for the back-stabbing friend’s reply to questions.
8.09.09, Garia, Kolkata.