Jasbir Chatterjee

Gold Star - 12,667 Points (4 March 1966 / Delhi)

The Withered Petals - Poem by Jasbir Chatterjee

I hold the withered petals
of my illusions
in my hand.
Then I throw them on the ground
and lift my foot
to trample upon them....
But I can't,
Because I can't be cruel,
Because it hurts,
Because it is painful....
So I pick up again the withered petals
of my illusions
To keep for the cruel, cynical woman
I would be in a few years
For the woman in a desolate place
Who, with a cruel and sinister laugh,
would fling away the withered petals
Among the debris
in disgust
with me, with herself, and the ways of love.

Topic(s) of this poem: cynicism

Form: Prose Poem

Comments about The Withered Petals by Jasbir Chatterjee

  • C. P. Sharma (9/23/2009 10:25:00 PM)

    Relevant irrelevance, an idea so beautifully introduced and developed and couched in the heart chosen imagery. A great dialogue with the self,

    And soon the murmuring heart replies,
    Fragrant memory in twirled petals survives.

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  • (7/15/2006 12:21:00 PM)

    you have a way with words...this was lovely...love...nalini (Report)Reply

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  • (3/21/2006 11:24:00 PM)

    Another nice poem. It's nice to express your feelings. (Report)Reply

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  • (3/19/2006 8:31:00 AM)

    Hi Jasbir,
    Really nice poem, again written with yr heartfelt feelings but pls remember that no matter what....love yourself.dont allow cynicism and disgust to enter you....if you did something with a true heart..thats what matters.let cynicism and disgust enter the others mind who were not true to themselves and to you....
    Take care...Renu

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Poem Edited: Monday, May 11, 2015

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