Pradip Chattopadhyay

Silver Star - 3,338 Points (28.01.1961 / Kolkata)

Striding Into Childhood - Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

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The barbaric barber
As if venting his grudge
Swung his scissors –
The pleasure was his!
Battle ravaged, I walked out in the sun,
Leaving him with his fun, and then…
A floodgate in me opened
Transforming my mood –
Lightly I strode into childhood!


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 27, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, January 27, 2012


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