Pradip Chattopadhyay

Silver Star - 3,250 Points (28.01.1961 / Kolkata)

Reach - Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

I watch her picking shells
Drifting to faraway beach
It’s bad that I only remember
When she’s out of reach!

I could tell her when she was close
Could whisper in her ears
Could tell her with a bud of rose
Anytime all these years!

But why it seems the only time
When she’s out of reach
I shout it in sea’s din a mime
She’s busy picking shells on the beach!

I could tell her when she was beside me
I could tell her in the car
But why now when she seems busy
Straying on the beach afar!

Why it seems the best moment
A time most opportune
Though went years together spent
Holding hands in the moon!

I raise my voice today is the day
Her my thought must reach
But she’s gone far in the bay
She’s out of reach!

She has drifted up the bay
Where I pine to reach
Tell her what I die to say
She’s busy picking shells on the beach!


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 17, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 17, 2013


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