Pradip Chattopadhyay

(28.01.1961 / Kolkata)

Drongos & I


Drongos are not as brittle boned as me
Though my nightly poems have ceased to be
They’re still up in wings’ ceaseless flight
Feeding on insects buzzing in moonlight!

I love to call these birds night’s lone flame
Poems after poems love to write on them
A diurnal bird with nocturnal spree
Mocks my cessation of nightly poetry!

Drongos the revelers of nightly carnival
I hold them in envy think them rival
Never miss a moon these foragers of night
Their tireless wings hold the might of a knight!

I often wonder if they ever build a nest
Ever feel the urge for a soft cushioned rest
For I hear them sing in the most wee hours
When the dawn still bathes in dewy showers!

I wish my mind had the Drongo’s might
My poems flew like their wings featherlight
Poured out my words like the bird’s song
Overcoming sleep poems flowed nightlong!

Submitted: Tuesday, May 13, 2014

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Black Drongo, the wondrous bird that never ceases to amaze me.

Comments about this poem (Drongos & I by Pradip Chattopadhyay )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  9. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

New Poems

  1. In Lost Dreams, Lilly Emery
  2. The Present, Elizabeth Shield
  3. CRY OF THE GONE, Atimiwoaye Adetunji dayo
  4. I Wish, Poetry Love
  5. You Say, Leesaan Robertson
  6. Mr jekyll and Doctor hyde (advert for a .., lee fones
  7. Ghar sey chale toh the maikhane ko - Gha.., Talab ...
  8. Two Thumbs Up And No Head Bowed, Lawrence S. Pertillar
  9. I Am A Temple, Elma Burke
  10. dirTY scratches on a napkin by, the de.., sEaN nOrTh

Poem of the Day

poet Pablo Neruda

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
...... Read complete »

   
[Hata Bildir]