Pinaki Dewan

Veteran Poet - 1,452 Points [Pin Dew] (24-09-1997 / India)

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  • ''she is whole as a dewdrop sticking to a cobweb''
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  • ''Is this prismatic place really just a cage?''
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  • ''And hatred seeps into the window
    blocking light from within,
    and the roof crumbles into the skin,
    and the teardrops like cinders glow.''
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  • ''Like ink to water,
    Like diversity to death,
    Like money to fire,
    Like skin to a spearhead,
    What are we
    But specks to eternity?''
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  • ''life is a fissure
    upon the most uniform
    surface of death''
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  • ''it is in the aorta of darkness
    not some mere shadow
    that i find my will to thrive''
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  • ''tomorrow let's begin
    to climb every black ladder
    to reach a bluer harmony''
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  • ''Textile moon, starry umbel, udder of darkness:
    Uncork the unbearable lightness of sleep;
    So, I may cry tonight.''
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  • ''and everything hides itself
    within the shadows
    of feral nature''
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  • ''an invective
    against the small things
    this mammoth wasteland''
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Best Poem of Pinaki Dewan

Exposition

I passed the tunnel
Dividing the self and foreign,
And I touched the walls
And I torched them;
Both melted into each other,
And was born an image:
The interpreter and the thief,
The happiness and the grief;
The masquerade shined.
I was in a bind,
And the plethora of emotions
Prevaricated the strain,
There was music no more
In the mind.

The throne was occupied by a thrush,
But there came no sound:
Words are constricting.
Among leaves lush
Was I found,
And among leaves lush
Did I drown.

What was life beyond life? ...

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Transient Falls

Your eyes speak volumes of Poe,
Your whispers are heavy with jazz,
Your kisses remind me of the first rains of March,
Your breath the cold wind of a mid-winter night.

Your laugh rings throughout my deserted home,
When you are finally free of your past;
You sit staring at the clouds
As transient as yourself.

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