College Trees Poem by Shyam Chakraborty

Haven’t we scuttled through the worn out avenues
Like enervated ramblers? We had dreams
That glimpsed to be one, those pubescent visages
Were like pearls twined in singular yarn.
My feet are still throbbed ached,
For the sharp gravels never vanished from the
Urban alleys, we had all those diligent fervour,
That needed to behold the burnt graffiti of life…
Sultry sky may hold the boundless expanse
Of the past times, colossal—
Flocks of scattering birds may materialize in
Stern canvas. But the days can be smelt
Behind those college trees, days find their place there
Perpetually. I’m told, I’ve suffered the eerie pangs
Of arrogant time, I felt sudden the saddened inability
To love and to be loved.
Strident tongues sprouted to hurt my frail psyche,
And my flesh seems to be in dozing twinge amid
No man’s land...clasping spasms of former-times.
Sometimes my mind declaim hoarsely- I am not
Of this harsh earth, shunned and jilted in your caressing lap,
My ragged namesake I am bearing since my birth.
Let the demigods scribble my nemesis, let the buddies
Turn away from me, O! I found my flesh in vexing clasp,
Where radiant rainbow touched the loosened earth,
My longings to befriend bygone days seem absurd…
But as still my eyes behold the college trees,
The site underneath we shaped our endless dreams….
My endeavour pants only…making long breaths…
Finding our entity amid never-exhausted debris.