amitav mazumdar


To My Closest Neighbours - Poem by amitav mazumdar

Behind those walls, I never eavesdropped
Everytime a chime plop, my glances thronged
My mother shoved hard, I withdraw my eye
And a lizard ran, the blue walls become sky

When I saw my moustache first, the old mirror smiled
The distance between my neighbours, prettily viled
Perhaps if I could make, what has not been done before
Neighbours stood like strangers, seas lost their shore

Because of every footfall of my neighbour, a mystery creeps into
A box of pandora, they saved with all the way ushers into
When a girl lost all her shine, becomes a geek
And then at those last years, she breaks her walking stick

I know of nothing, the walls draws me near
Perhaps a small effort, many times I tried to stir
It is not so easy, timid hearts cannot make
Everyone leaned upon it, everything is at stake

Even if a giant banyan like Buddha, though leafy stands alone
The clouds if, fails to keep pace with an evil storm
I’m quite sure, there’ll be no earthful of mud
Maybe a decade after, all their arms makes a little thud

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

when neighbours became strangers and often escapes into oblivion

Comments about To My Closest Neighbours by amitav mazumdar

  • Gold Star - 9,023 Points Geetha Jayakumar (9/17/2013 8:50:00 AM)

    Yes, you are very right..Beautiful write and loved the way you presented it. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 423 Points Nasarudheen Parameswaran (8/19/2013 9:27:00 AM)

    A fine hope well said. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 3, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, August 30, 2013


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