Treasure Island

Pradip Chattopadhyay

(28.01.1961 / Kolkata)

Upstairs


Why does it come to your head
To make your bed
One night alone

Upstairs!

Once behind the closed door
You aren’t with anyone anymore
Your fears mount
Till they surmount
All your courage
And in awakened daze
You only regret
That at the outset
Knowing the night is theirs
Shouldn’t have come

Upstairs!

To lie alone
But not be left alone
By the ones not your own
Faceless men women
Frighteningly alien
That at your intrusion rage
Mock your courage
And you find it too late
Beyond repair regret
That showing your fears no cares
You dared to come

Upstairs!

Submitted: Saturday, November 02, 2013

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  • Wahab Abdul (11/4/2013 1:28:00 AM)

    ''knowing the night is theirs..
    should not have come

    upstairs ''........................lines of significance...love it (Report) Reply

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