Sudip Chatterjee, MA in English is a budding voice from West Bengal. He is from Bankura district. Apart from poetry he is interested in other forms of literature like short story, book reviews, essays, article etc. He participates in various International & National level seminars & presents paper on various literary topics. He is also amateur guitarist. He can be reached at [email protected]
Cry! No, it's not a midnight cry;
Cry of daily life,
Cry of anguish, cry of pain,
Cry of respect melted in rain.
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A man of fifty
Has passed the half of life,
A man of fifty
Is so wise & ripe.
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Yes I am a cobbler.
I make your shoes polish,
Who has hard life day & night;
Yes I am a cobbler.
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When I lie on the bed
The sleep comes through air,
I am in dream but not in nightmare.
My mind on the way amid the beauty of nature,
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Colour of a day not equal to all,
Sometimes sunshine, sometimes fall.
Though misery goes through the air,
It calls the day bright & fair.
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