Subhadip Bhattacharya

Freshman - 831 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.
People take a glance and look
not been able to see, so much
truth all at once.

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,
but still if God asking me
how I feel...
I would say.. no problem,
in not so prudent manner.

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

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