Sanjukta Nag

Gold Star - 21,168 Points (05-07-1992 / India)

After Dinner - Poem by Sanjukta Nag

They abandoned the midnight garden,
For the sake of
Warm softness of a bed.
Two chairs are now sitting alone
Under the silent celebration of stars.
Crystal beauty of wine glasses is lying
On beige linen of the table.
Some unheard words as white as doves
Had oozed from the corners
Of their intoxicated lips.
Now chariot of wind
Is carrying them out of the earth,
For engraving
Those romantic letters on the
Black mountain of mischievous moon.

Topic(s) of this poem: imagination, lovers, night

Form: Free Verse


Comments about After Dinner by Sanjukta Nag

  • Souren Mondal (11/6/2015 6:56:00 AM)


    A beautiful poem full of your 'romantic imagination' Sanjukta.. A delightful read and a great write... (Report) Reply

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  • Kumarmani Mahakul (11/5/2015 5:53:00 AM)


    Now chariot of wind
    Is carrying them out of the earth, ..Very interesting imagery is drawn here with expressive emotion. Fantastic poem shared really...10
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  • Edward Kofi Louis (11/5/2015 3:35:00 AM)


    The softness of a bed; after the ways of the night. Nice work. (Report) Reply

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (11/4/2015 12:56:00 PM)


    Great imagery........And I am reading all those romantic letters written on black mountains.......Wonderful poem SN...This beauty cannot be described in words...Loved it. (Report) Reply

  • Kelly Kurt (11/4/2015 1:02:00 AM)


    A delightfully written piece Sanjukta Thanks (Report) Reply

  • Vishal Sharma (11/4/2015 12:49:00 AM)


    exotic my mind is flying like a free bird (Report) Reply

  • Vishal Sharma (11/4/2015 12:48:00 AM)


    exotic my mind is flying like a free bird (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 4, 2015



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