Aparna Chatterjee Poems

She has a
Killing smile
She kills me
With her
...

Some
Meaningless
Talks
We do
...

The
Deeper
The wound
The longer
...

At the
Dining
Table
He sits
...

A cricket match
Is going on TV

India is winning
...

All through
The bus ride,
I kept wondering
If the jarring
...

Don't know
When the
Tears will
Come again
...

Initially
His mother
Used to stay
Downstairs
...

If husbands
Are so busy
That wives
Can't talk
...

Let me
Write
A letter
To his
...