Jasbir Chatterjee

Veteran Poet - 1,310 Points (4 March 1966 / Delhi)

Life And Death - Poem by Jasbir Chatterjee

She lay dead
On the cold, hard floor,
All through the chilly, wintry night.
Quiet, still, rigid, oblivious;
Eyes shut,
Cotton wool thrust into her nostrils,
Sindoor shining brightly in triumph
On her leukodermic forehead,
Freed at last
From the burden of living,
From her painful, asthmatic existence…

The sun rose up,
Shining softly
With an orange hue,
Gently reminding us to let go…

She lay dead
On the cold, hard stretcher
Upon a chilly, wintry morning,
Quiet, still, rigid, oblivious…
Held secure with strings,
Draped with a white bedsheet,
Bedecked with yellow marigold flowers,
Sindoor shining brightly in triumph
On her leukodermic forehead,
Freed at last
From the burden of living,
From her painful, asthmatic existence…

Riding triumphantly,
On the shoulders Of her loved ones
Chanting, “Hori Bol, Hori Bol”
She drifted out of our lives for ever…


Comments about Life And Death by Jasbir Chatterjee

  • Bronze Star - 2,076 Points Abdulrazak Aralimatti (3/18/2015 5:13:00 AM)

    A good poem with imagery. (Report) Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
  • Rookie - 558 Points Tribhawan Kaul (9/5/2013 1:44:00 AM)

    Nice imagery and well crafted poem. Thanks for visiting my page and good wishes. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 5 Points Subroto Chatterjee (8/3/2010 2:03:00 AM)

    Life and death....sums up our EXPERIENCE.
    Thanks for sharing this poignant one.

    Cheers.
    Subroto (Report) Reply

Read all 3 comments »



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?



Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 14, 2013


[Hata Bildir]