Sarnath Mukherjee

Rookie (17th of April,1981 / Kolkata)

To Kolkata - Poem by Sarnath Mukherjee

Kolkata...the name crawls underneath
My senses start romping;
My childhood, youth and love
Owe you this man.
Someday in this sense
I may call you up
And meet by Hooghly
To make a confession -

'You have made me
And in a way
I made you too...
I am thirsty
But I wonder
How I can implore
You to pour
A little wine of your age old music
Into my groove;
I am not sure
Who is filling up
Your glass.'


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 6, 2010

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 11, 2010


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