Pradip Chattopadhyay

Silver Star - 3,265 Points (28.01.1961 / Kolkata)

Times In Her Wings - Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

She has her secret magic
to keep men's hopes alive
she's truly fantastic
the girl the woman the wife

On earth the heavenly flower
in color's riot blooming wild
south wind and summer's shower
god's face is she girl child

The morning though passes to noon
times in her wings fly
she's a woman too soon
the woman of my eye

The woman of all weather
without her man is woe-man
she's wife sister mother
the way only a woman can

She fathoms what men don't tire
see her heart burned and holed
till she walks the whole length of fire
and be the woman in their eye old


Comments about Times In Her Wings by Pradip Chattopadhyay

  • Gold Star - 30,528 Points Valsa George (1/26/2014 1:18:00 AM)

    Mighty pleased with this encomium on women! This is an acknowledgement, we hardly get from men! You are generous to say;

    The woman of all weather
    without her man is woe-man
    she's wife sister mother
    the way only a woman can (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 24, 2014

Poem Edited: Friday, January 24, 2014


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