Pradip Chattopadhyay

Silver Star - 3,265 Points (28.01.1961 / Kolkata)

A Blind Lane - Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

Nothing could mitigate the woes
Of a being suffering in death throes
The ones around may feel a little pain
Going through an end never happens again!
When blood spills from the nose
The predator looms large and close
Standing there in helpless agony
You witness the messing up of all harmony!
While creating life God plays an animator
In destroying it the ultimate annihilator
Leaving us to know it time and again
The game we are in ends in a blind lane!


Comments about A Blind Lane by Pradip Chattopadhyay

  • Gold Star - 16,823 Points Deepak Kumar Pattanayak (11/3/2014 8:06:00 AM)

    Great imagery scripted beautifully with wonderful texture......10/10 (Report) Reply

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  • Bronze Star - 2,105 Points Kanniappan Kanniappan (7/19/2013 8:05:00 PM)

    Excellent! Excellent! ! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 5 Points Mohammad Akmal Nazir (6/16/2011 6:00:00 AM)

    I liked it. Great poem written very well with nice texture and imagery.
    I rated it 10.
    Thanks for sharing.
    Kindly read and rate my poem 'A busy street' on page 1. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 16, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, June 16, 2011


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