Sutapa Chaudhuri Poems

Up close and personal with death
A catalogue of soulless formalities
Business rituals mundane matters
Penny pinching nitty-gritties of life
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Play on, dear poet, your tunes melodious
In intensely profound tones in my soul—
Molten let my life rain down like a waterfall on your feet.
Let me forget all joy or woe, worry, unfulfilled desires—
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Creator, Preserver, Destroyer,
I'm a Woman, I.
I’m Mother, Mother Earth.
My Being luminous
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Brave hearts don’t survive
The vicissitudes of dark life
Ogling in sadistic anticipation
Lips licking they wait just round the corner
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R
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Tears brimmed over my eyes
Beneath the empty recesses of the heart there loomed
Dense water-laden clouds borne along by a graceful gentle breeze
Pleasant, the night awoke again in joyous delight
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sometimes I miss them so much
my childhood friends,
my companions from bygone days
the long hours on a lazy afternoon
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My heart brims with nectar, do you desire it?
Alas, perhaps you failed to notice!
The sweet fragrance of the Parijat, can you smell?
Alas, perchance it too seems out of bounds!
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Life is a gift of love, enjoy it;
Youth creates life, embrace it;
Roots sustain life, depend on it;
Ideas enhance life, hold on to it;
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I'm the same woman
as you are
only I don't believe
in carrying a mark
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