Pradip Chattopadhyay

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

A Love Poem - Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

I had told you about Hengloo
I was fond of feeding him
he was fond of me.

I had told you too
Come Saturdays
returns the pain
of not seeing those waiting eyes.

Now you ask me
why I write these all over again?

For at the grocer's
came a brown cow
his dangling head
his storm-cloud eyes
signing to me
feed me
I too am hungry.

So this Wednesday evening
with my socks still worn
a love is born.

I hear a voice say
Here I send a new friend
find me in him.

My socks still worn
I dip my hand
deep into
to find more friends...

Saturday is just three days away.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 5, 2014

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 5, 2014


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