Ayan Dasgupta Poems

I see the cats every night
I see them perched up on the wall through the bedside window
Staring at me in silence -
Their eyes flashing in the darkness like small orange buttons
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When you look at me
With those laughing eyes
Seemingly amused at my beguile inanity
I want to look away –
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Want to feel another breath –
Another life?
See, how it feels a lot different.
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We all do it and just like that
It needs no judgment -
Searching for a niche in the dark
And sometimes, during late night
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I read the book and it was a good book
Able to stuff my head with typography

I leafed through those pages in brazen frenzy
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The night is cold and the streets colder
With the heater working
In these coldest months -
It's Christmas Eve.
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And one day when it's time,
They will come for me.
And what shall I do?
Shall I make it difficult?
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Hell breaks loose
At every spark
To garnish souls
With passion dark
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What do mountains say in the middle of the night?
Those shrouded chroniclers of obscurity
With words murmured in cold whispers
Drawn into their stony self?
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The day I start loving you once again
Will be the day you stop thinking of me,
The day you stop uttering my name
In and out of conscience;
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