Pradip Chattopadhyay

The day you walked in
Stood on my door
You were nineteen
I was twenty four.
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A long road ahead, that's no scare
We can surely make it, the will is there.
The way is tough, terrain treacherous
But cover we shall, we can all of us.
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On her course merrily flows the svelte rivulet
She meanders not alone carries the sky on her breast.
In him grows a longing, love flowers in his heart
She doesn’t know it, on the sea is set her heart.
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Ten kittens in my home now
Ten little brats
Their mothers never knew how
To catch the cupboard rats!
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He lies wide eyed.

The opaque stream reflects no sky
betrays no emotions
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I know I invite reproach
When I speak aloud in wonder
Why boys are the first to approach
And girls are mere responders!
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There are three horses pulling your life
Attitude, want, and of course your wife
The first pulls you through life's high and low
The second pulls you to where monies flow
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I carry you in my heart
But you are far away
Sometimes though love lasts
It’s so you don’t stay.
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My sweetest times were spent with them
They brought me here gave me a name
The only ones to be called my own
Now shadowy reflections in my moments alone!
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Now that I’m growing young / into my second childhood
I’ve decided to forsake / brooding brows and swinging mood
All things that I tell now / and all stuff that I read
All thoughts I jot on paper / must be understood by a kid.
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Hurrying to my work in the untimely shower
Caught my ears the mews but it was rush hour
Must be another kitten born with no luck
Abandoned in the shrub growing on sidewalk!
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If at all I reach that age

would I retain my faculty
my vision to read a book's page!
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5.00 am

mr. run-o-mill
from a mundane slumber
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Oh what salvation lies
In rain’s musical note
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You made that corner about it only you know
Where in the light and shadow strange things grow
That though with you in placental bond breaks in the faintest touch
You own them you breed them about them you don’t know much.
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If I had my will
I would’ve clocked back thirty years
With her on the Ferris wheel!
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Where sways in the wind the eucalyptus
with chiming bells rolls the bullock cart
lies the hut of my dream sown in wild grass
lives the girl I have loved and given my heart!
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When the last train chugs out of the station
the doppler sound mingles
with his unseen tears' flow
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