Subhadip Bhattacharya

Freshman - 953 Points (30-6-1977 / kolkata)

About Death - Poem by Subhadip Bhattacharya

I don't know much about death.
I can tell you how powerful the body
looks when it is waiting to go,
into the pyre.

Standing on to of a high-rise,
looking down below,
a strange homesickness grips me.
Full of empty content.

As if sad and full of resentment,
as if instead of the
bottle and the wine - keys...
we are left with the hangover and the kingdom.

Topic(s) of this poem: death

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 21, 2016

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 14, 2017

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