Glide Of Time Poem by Chandan Dey
Glide Of Time
Leaving me alone
when you fled in that night
without dropping your beret,
i read the untold stories
on your face
Caged
when you came back next day
the sun had crossed
its halfway mark.
'Glide of time' is a little poem but I find powerful poetic expression here! You have articulated a lot in brief! Appreciated it...10
Hi Chandan. I like the quality of waiting in your poems. It's like an open-ended story which grows in the telling. I think that's the true nature of poems - to grow with the telling and the interpreting. Poems are as much a part of our lives as stories, and poets can be as distinctive as some storytellers would be. Don't you also think so?
Love this. Thanks for coming over to leave your great comments.
Leaving me alone when you fled in that night without dropping your beret, i read the untold stories on your face.......scintillating poetic expression! I am delighted to read it time and again my friend!
Your comments on my poems always inspire me and this one isn't different from that, my friend. Chandan
i like the poem, but i don't totally understand what you are saying. the illustration is, i believe, part of a painting i saw displayed about 50 years ago at a New York City Museum. i like it. i understand the relationship of the title to the painting more so than to your poem. let me read another. i DID read your bio as well; thanks for having one on PH. AND welcome to PH! bri :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/5/2025 1:03:43 AM # 1.0.0
A creative and captivating composition!
Dear Howard, thanks for your inspiring comment. Chandan