Something Strange Poem by Jasbir Chatterjee
Something Strange
Something strange has happened to me…
I am always restless, never stable, never contented;
Vacillating like a pendulum
From one emotional state to another…
Sometimes I am happy, jovial, ecstatic;
Trivial incidents make me laugh
And personal tragedies I just brush off…
I want to sing, dance, play music, write stories…
Do all those things I always shied away from;
And people around me wonder and say
Something strange indeed has happened to me…
And sometimes the gravity of the earth pulls me back;
I search for inner calm
Peace, tranquility…
I want to remain quiet, passive, inactive;
Nothing matters really and nothing seems to be worth it.
Singing, dancing, music, writing…
Of what use, I ask myself…
One can learn only as much as one’s limits allow,
And people around me wonder and say
Something strange indeed has happened to me…
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yes! ! ! i too think so.. sorry ..kidding... nice poem..
The strange thing that has happened to you has almost certainly happened to me. I relate very strongly to this poem.
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even poetry doesn't answer this question to me...besides, it makes ppl say i'm 'funny! '
even poetry doesn't answer this question to me...besides, it makes ppl say i'm 'funny! '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 12:00:45 PM # 1.0.0.1119
but indeed ur poem is attractive. i liked it too much. so far u have stated about my grammar i do not know why it came to my mind i m not a teacher. if my feeling is wrong in ur opinion then plz. excuse me. last day mr. sengupta came and read my poem and advised me with clear heart - rai da , aapni ekhun ee chakri chharun, ar kovita likhun keno na aei kaaz sudhu aapni eeii korte parben.aapnar madhey bhavana achhe, aar kovita janye er ei darkar not bombastic word and ur emotion, ur feeling is in real sense kovita. however, i feel myself to be on the first stair. in word of newton, i m choosing pebbles on sea-shore of poems.