The Woman I Romanticize Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
The Woman I Romanticize
The woman I romanticize.
Her abode is not in my mind
She has no place in my heart
Her face is not in my eyes
Her frame is not in my dream.
Who is she then?
Where I found her?
When I met her?
Where is she?
You know it as do I.
She isn’t someplace
She isn’t someone
She isn’t part
She isn’t full
She isn’t love
She isn’t passion
She isn’t dead
She isn’t alive
She’s one I made
In my bid to survive!
A dream girl in imagination is a solace to pacify or passion.The thought of the reader develops eagerly to end in a dot.
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4/18/2024 4:35:49 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A great poem. We all need something in our imagination. A great write with a great flow.