Pradip Chattopadhyay

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

Walking The Night - Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

the beat cop stopped it on the street
you aren't supposed to walk the night

it's my only time it muttered under breath
I don't exist in the daylight.

a home I must find now and a fire
and someone to call my own
surely it isn't too much to aspire
when the chill is freezing my bone.

in its eyes only was the fire's glow
all doors were bolted dead tight
the shadow melting in night's flow
got no warmth from stars burning bright.

a home was made in its dream
a hearth to keep out the night
one heart showed up in starlight's gleam
one door not bolted dead tight.

the beat cop let the shadow pass by
for it must walk the end of night
to find a fire and someone its own
before dawns the earthly daylight.


Comments about Walking The Night by Pradip Chattopadhyay

  • Gold Star - 27,979 Points Valsa George (1/13/2014 1:10:00 AM)

    A metaphoric presentation of the shadowy existence of thosands of destitute lives who have nothing to claim on this Earth as their own! ! Another great write, Pradip! ! (Report) Reply

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  • Silver Star - 3,997 Points Lorraine Colon (1/11/2014 9:54:00 AM)

    So many shadows walk the night, looking for warmth, looking for light. I loved this one, Pradip. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 13,984 Points Lyn Paul (1/10/2014 6:14:00 PM)

    A reminder of all those homeless on the street. There are so many that the police can do nothing but turn a blind eye. Thank you Pradip (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 10, 2014

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 11, 2014


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