Pradip Chattopadhyay

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

What Is It? - Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

Is there something in the air?
In the gray fatigued sky
That holds no hope of blue,
In the dreary sunshine
That smells of everyday mundaneness,
In the enslaved moon
Tired of bathing the earth?
What is it that lets us survive
the weariness of existence
and make us come back time and again
From the brink of despair?


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 16, 2012

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 16, 2012


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