Aparna Chatterjee Poems

There's only
One name
That comes
To my mouth
...

The sleep
In my sleepy
Eyes...
Asks me to
...

Rudderless
He left me
In the sea
...

Something
That pours
Into his
Mouth,
...

When they
Come to
See, what
I've written
...

He told me
He had doubts
Whether she
Loved him…
...

Did I not
Tell you
I'll ruin
You?
...

Men like
Women
Who are
Submissive
...

Your clothes
Emanate
A fragrance
Of love
...

Miss me
Do you?

I don't
...