Oindri Sengupta

Rookie - 22 Points (02.08.1984 / Kolkata)

Lost In Thunder - Poem by Oindri Sengupta

Forgetting the yellow clouds
The mad woman walks over the rims of river
Collecting pebbles lost in dreams.
She has feet of ceramic and hands of golden wax
That removes dust from the sea-weed.

Forgetting is a misery,
That takes life from its cramped shell
To the hollowness of time’s eternal expanse.

Like the beauty that bites dawn in the morning,
There is a balcony hanging down the moon,
Falling over our beds each night,
When we create cobwebs on our walls.

The madwoman looks through the dark windows of sea
And digs up granites of solitude
From the fingers of sands.

Topic(s) of this poem: poem

Form: Prose Poem


Comments about Lost In Thunder by Oindri Sengupta

  • Jazib Kamalvi (9/28/2017 5:22:00 AM)


    A sublime start with a nice poem, Oindri. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 2, 2015

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 2, 2015


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