DR KUSUMITA MUKHERJEE Poems

Does your world change if the music ceases?
Do you even notice?
May be you do.
But your busy mind won't let you ponder.
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When birds walk
They look so strange
Eyes are accustomed to flight
But not to that stasis
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A raggedly mongrel
Sprawled on the wet grass
Eyes half closed
Tongue lolling over his canines
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Black
Colour of Night, Evil and something as petty as nigella seeds.

You are hideous
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I dare not call it a dream,
Frightening it was as it was seen:
Life and death tussling perpetually
Visual concussion suffocating synchronically
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Garbage
Who thinks about that?
Already burdened with a thousand chores
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Perfect little home
Three little dolls
Singing and playing
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Winds burst through
I cannot feel the rhythm of my heart.
Are you deserting me?
You cannot- -
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It is so easy to impersonate
To be what is not to be
Especially when the design is to win…
Support.
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Absence makes a grave presence in our hearts
It does not let us neglect even for a moment
But for it we forget the living and breathing
The only thing that bothers us is the gaping black hole.
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