Treasure Island

Pradip Chattopadhyay

(28.01.1961 / Kolkata)

Incomplete


In between the drudgery for hard prose called bread
pick up the hum of a pulsating thread
string them in mind give them a name
frame it in print outline of a poem!

It can be raw ripe cored and sweet
it can be anything but never complete
bitter nut cracked a songbird's tweet
the only opening heart's only conduit!

It can be anything untimely summer's rain
a pain unknown raindrops on windowpane
a sigh muted happy memory's fountain
tears for losing what would never come again!

Hold it for life for all they are worth
to breathe out the prose breathe in rebirth
in colors and shades tastes bitter sweet
a poem that is anything but ever complete!

Submitted: Tuesday, February 11, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, February 12, 2014
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  • Geetha Jayakumar (2/11/2014 12:09:00 PM)

    A wonderful poem on poems. Very true said.....
    a poem that is anything but ever complete! ...
    Thanks for sharing.
    I loved reading each lines... (Report) Reply

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