Aparna Chatterjee Poems

If I don't
Write,
My heart
Aches
...

The world
Is like a hotel
Where we
Check in
...

Wish I
Was sitting
At the top
Of a tree
...

If I knew
How to
Talk to
You
...

In their
Race to be
With me,
Let me see
...

In the
Beginning
Of April,
The sun is
...

Whenever
I see her,
I see my
Youth in
...

Life,
You must
Challenge
Yourself
...

That
Excitement
Of the child
Is still there
...

I've never
Told you
How much
I love you
...