Kalyan Chatterjee


Evening Star - Poem by Kalyan Chatterjee

Beloved of death and destruction
O, fearsome earthquake!
How terrible is your art!
Remarked the evening star,
From it’s misty covered chamber.

When I (earthquake) arose saw the dawn
And I sighed for thee!
When the light was clear and the dew was gone,
Noon laid heavy on the flowers and trees
The earth was a leisurely place to rest,
But like an unwelcome guest
I pondered alone and sighed for thee (evening star) .

Like a mate of death and destruction why you
Will attack soon, very soon-
Asked the evening star,
And then the dark!
Eternal sleep will be there for many,
I request you, the beloved of death,
Don’t use arms against earth.

The earthquake replied:
Ask them first,
Who made me fearsome and horrible?


Comments about Evening Star by Kalyan Chatterjee

There is no comment submitted by members..



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Read poems about / on: star, death, sleep, alone, dark, light, flower, tree



Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 15, 2005



Famous Poems

  1. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  5. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  6. Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
    Mary Elizabeth Frye
  9. I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You
    Pablo Neruda
  10. Television
    Roald Dahl
[Report Error]