Aparna Chatterjee Poems

If there is a bed,
You need to sleep
Don't you?
...

The devil
Is in me.
The diva
Is in me.
...

Death,
Won't you
Come to me
And take me
...

His mouth
Is the
Heaven
In which
...

The poetry in me
Is not mine
It is hers...
And she is not me
...

I'm really
Dying to
Have an
Affair ;)
...

There is a nagging
Pain in my heart,
That never goes away.
I guess, some hurts,
...

The ache of my bosom
Is such, that it needs
The bite of your teeth
To make it ache
...

I know
You are
In pain.
You are
...

You write
Mediocre,
He told me
...