Pradip Chattopadhyay Poems

High atop the spire beneath a cloudless sky
the Cross stands forlorn Christmas is nigh
since long in the past time beyond recall
no bells chime here sung no Christmas carol!
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Gone waste the hour
under the clock tower
faded face forgotten name
promises made never came
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They deserve admiration immense
who sometimes talk and write nonsense.
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Do I get the job sir?
Tomorrow we can confirm.
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Moonlight washed me in its white crane wing
And she didn’t know I was far away
Quietly leaving her door!
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Do they come when you are too pressed
losing on all sides utterly distressed
you are upset everything is going wrong
do they still touch you in mind comes along?
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I don't aspire
to be immune from fire,
only hope my resilience
withstands the burn's pains!
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I fell badly he says in painful groan
His hand plastered for the broken bone
I didn’t slip nor in walk do I sleep
Or move in worries buried deep!
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As I see on the TV the little children dance
I realize in my heart the world has no chance
victims they are of the adult mind's greed
whipped to grow up forced out of seed!
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My silent tears
my depressions
my implosive dreams
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