shreya chatterjee

shreya chatterjee Poems

In the dark alleys of my mind
They run about.
Sometimes lost, sometimes found.
Sometimes emerging faintly through the dark
...

Suppressed below they try to break through
Suppressed down the ages, they try to
Reassess their identity
Regressive attitude have marked their entity
...

3.

Blood is still oozing out from the deep slit…
A sheaved hand,
Few gapping mouth,
There was a blast here…
...

4.

Eyes no more close to sleep
I hear the groaning
Pagan voice,
Neither it speaks of it pains-
...

What more can I ask
From the morning sun?
...

What is this hiatus?
Between one pain and another?
A brief spell of laughter
A means of endless flatter
...

shreya chatterjee Biography

the poet in me is born out of conflict, despair, boredom, and from the very rare moments of absolute success.my poems depict strings of my mind.... to read them, is to read my mind, to feel them requires to be near me........ thus in the other sense to know me one must read the invisible letters hidden in my poems.....)

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2-Lost Words

In the dark alleys of my mind
They run about.
Sometimes lost, sometimes found.
Sometimes emerging faintly through the dark
Sometimes vanishing in thin air.
They emerge, only to half-disappear.
Only the sounds of laughter left behind,
Perhaps tiny footprints here and there.

As I sit to recreate these
In dark silent dead nights
On blank non-reflective sheets
Less than half-the-words stare up-

Rest are lost beyond recovery
In the dark alleys of my mind.

shreya chatterjee Comments

Romita Banerjee 17 January 2007

Hey you are a good writer. Very good! Best of luck for class 9's exam!

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