Someone's There Poem by Subroto Chatterjee

[I wrote this poem in response to W. H. Auden’s ‘Are You There? ’]


Some choices we make are shown
To be blunders of our own.
But love has its prying side;
It deceives more than it can hide.

I love my image in the lake:
I’m Narcissus’ reincarnate.
Some elders think love’s a fake;
I think love needs a break.

All lovers have wishes galore;
That numb the cynics even more
The otherness that lovers share
Takes loneliness in its care.

There are many views which I hold;
And stories still untold;
Some are best left alone,
And some we may call our own.



23rd April 2009
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