Pradip Chattopadhyay Poems

to tell you a secret
where my eyes roamed
while in the forest
where my eyes homed
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We turn blind in faith
war for religion

stick stiff
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on pond water
clear as glass

blooms lotus
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I had no meaning
till you picked me up

your tongue rolled
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There's a new visitor in our house
Ghostly noises it's making in the night
Not a bit bothered by our grumble and grouse
It preys on our nerves keeping out of sight.
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I chanced upon an ethereal sight
there she glowing in falling sunlight

heart wondered
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Here the autumn makes
prettiest place for me
a quaint placid lake
with wind's lullaby!
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In the falling light of day
I read the old man a book.

Stories of love, enmity, deceit
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So you say poems don't sell
ain't no buyer for your works
arduous hours of a job done well
go down the drain fetch no perks!
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Still with me his memory stays
A boy I knew in childhood days
On street corner he bore the sun
From rain emptied road didn't run!
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